Prayer to Odin – An Alternative

This one is an edited version of the original one. It is a gender neutral and more causal one. So anyone can use this if they so choose to.

To You, I hail, my God of Wisdom and of Madness. 
I have seen You as a friend and confidant. 
I have learnt from You, as both a father and mentor. 
I have loved You with a sibling’s affection. 

All that I ask of You, is that You hear my prayer. 
A prayer for courage and fortitude. 
A prayer for wisdom and inspiration. 

Your presence is one of euphoria. 
Please, I ask that You impale me, with Your mighty ever-ready spear. 
Fill me with Your ecstasy, Your passion. 
Letting it flow forth, driving me mad. 

I submit myself to You, as a willing sacrifice. 
I have accepted Your brand with pride. 
With the pride of a fierce warrior. 
With the love of a loyal companion. 

I will submit to Your granted maddening inspiration, letting it run wild, fierce and free. 
I will wield its force like a mighty hammer and use it to tear down all that impede my path. 
Leaving nothing standing in my wake. 

To You, I hail, All-Father

Pop Culture + Paganism

So, I want to just voice my thoughts on how paganism, well the Norse Gods and their myths are portrayed in pop culture and how some people might find their way to the Gods through said media.

First, I want to state I am a Norse Pagan and a Lokean, I enjoy video games, anime, manga, and T.V and I get so happy when I see something or someone from the Norse Myths end up in the media somehow, especially in video games and anime.

I see nothing wrong in enjoying something that has the Gods and their myths in it, it is meant for entertainment and of course things will be changed slightly or completely or even exaggerated from the original source. My reaction is “ok, this is for the entertainment” and I either indulge or not, depends on what it is. Then there are times I will find myself saying “Hey! That is not cool! Why are people treating my faith as a source of entertainment!?” Here is where I must take a step back and approach things from other’s perspectives.

  1. What I am watching/playing/reading is something NOT pagan related.
  2. The creator(s) are not pagan and are creating something using imagery/Gods/Norse Lore to entertain.
  3. The Norse Lore and Myths are seen as “Fantasy” rather than a people’s religion/faith. After all the old Gods are supposed have been replaced by Abrahamic God or other major religion, therefore do not exist as Gods but a “theme” for the fantasy genre.
  4. Having to accept that not everyone is going to see my faith as “legitimate” and will be used as a theme for something within the entertainment industry.
Loki as portrayed by actor Tom Hiddleston

These are some of the things that I check off before I get angry at something I see in pop culture. I think I’ll use Marvel’s Loki and Thor as an example. Now I am not by any means a fan, but I will admit I do enjoy the Thor movies and enjoy Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston as Thor and Loki respectively. I know the comics were here before the movies and Loki’s show, but this would also apply to them as well. Stan Lee from my understanding wanted to delve into Old Norse lore so he decided that Thor would be the one he would use. After some Googling I found out that Jack Kirby was quite familiar with Thor and His stories and even knew about Odin, Heimdallr, and Baldr and wanted to modernize them for comics. Ok, so you have two people who obviously had to either enjoy the lore and stories enough to want to bring these Gods to people’s attention albeit through comics but still it places the spotlight on them and the stories. If we can overlook the creative liberties taken, I see this as the Gods and their stories reaching wider audiences.

“But people are going to get the wrong idea!” Well sure, but the ones that get their interest piqued are going to do their research and find out the original and not exaggerated stories and some might even delve into the historic part too I.E Viking age Scandinavia. I think it solely depends on the individual and what and how they see things. We can’t force people into seeing our faith as anything other than a “fantasy” I hate to admit it, but the damage is done, all we can do is educate the ones who are willing to listen.

 Finding Norse Paganism through the popular media.

Odin depicted in Koei’s video game Warriors Orochi 4 Ultimate

Ok so this is something else I wanted to address. I have seen lots of other pagans get so angry at newbies over how they made their way to paganism in the first place, especially if it was through pop culture. So, I have to say this; why does it matter how they found (insert deity here)? “They’re going to get the wrong idea about ____” or “That’s not how that deity is!” or my favorite “they are going to treat it as a phase!” Ok, so instead of getting angry why not offer help and advice? Why not encourage them to do their research? Why are more experienced Pagans so obsessed with gatekeeping? I have met fellow Lokeans that became interested in Loki after watching the Marvel movies, I mean deity Loki. They obviously have interest and want to learn more about deity Loki. Why not help them and of course remind them that Tom’s Loki is nothing like deity Loki. In fact, the Lokeans I’ve meet already knew that deity Loki was vastly different from Tom’s Loki. Now, yes some say that Loki did present as Tom’s Loki, but it changed over time, but then for some it did not and guess what? They are still Lokean and worship deity Loki. I just do not understand the anger towards newbies that found their way to paganism through the popular media. I was one of those people too, just not Marvel, but through a video game. Koei’s Warriors Orochi 4. I had become unusually obsessed with the Odin character in that game which I had done some reading about deity Odin and it just clicked for me. The experience that followed was so incredibly bizarre, that I don’t even believe it happened (will write about that later) anyways after I started honoring Odin I did get to “meet” Him just in a very, very vivid dream and He did appear as He was portrayed in that video game. Now yes that could have been me, but I also think it might have been a way to “break the ice” so to speak and grab my attention. That was almost two years ago. I take Odin very seriously, I even thought I was going through a phase myself but, nope here I am still honoring Odin now, but He does not present as that video game Odin anymore. When I first started working with Odin, I already knew that deity Odin and the video game portrayal were very different from one another, and I separate the two. Separating the pop culture and deity versions are important and I think we as pagans/Heathens/Lokeans should try to encourage and help them to separate the pop culture from the deity instead of going off on them and gatekeep.

Enjoying Popular culture as a Pagan

This is another thing that I also see a lot in pagan circles. That somehow you are not allowed to enjoy the pop culture or entertainment that portrays the Gods and the lore. Like its against the rules or something. I mean I get that some might find the portrayals offensive or disrespectful, or that they feel that the lore was not researched enough, and things get left out or changed, or that the faith was portrayed poorly. This goes back to my previous mention about how most of the people create these things are not pagan and do not see this faith as legitimate and as much as it hurts, must accept that there are people out there that see this as fantasy. I do not think it is fair to force people to drop their interest in what they enjoy just because you are offended by it. Let them enjoy their movies, comics, T.V shows, video games and anime by the end of the day those people are still pagan and know how to separate the pop from the actual lore and faith. This world already has so much anger in it already why not just let people be happy. So, if you enjoy the Marvel movies, love the show Vikings and play God of War and Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla and are pagan too then enjoy away! Do not let people bully you into dropping what you enjoy just because something was portrayed incorrectly, and they got mad over it.

Baldr as depicted in the Japanese anime Kamigami no Asobi

This is just an opinion and my take on the pop culture thing. I see both sides of the argument, I get why people get mad but me personally, I choose not to get too angry over it. I have my moments but I go through my little checklist and try not to waste too much energy over it, I’m pretty laid back honestly. All I ask is that if you are one of those people who get angry over pop culture or people that enjoy it or found their way to paganism through, don’t bully or force the ones that do to stop enjoying what they love, either offer advice or just ignore them. Why waste energy by being angry at happy people? Stay Wyrd, my friends.

Night Visitor

You come to me, at the strangest hour. 
When Mani rises, as Nott blankets the sky. 
You bring with You a wildfire of passion, 
The sweetness of a first love. 

You come and take me into Your warm embrace. 
An embrace I have never felt. 
You whisper loving words, as You hold me tight. 
Your touch, in me incites an excited passion. 
Your lips touch with mine, 
And I let myself become Yours. 

Our bodies entwined, You lead and tease. 
You delight all my senses; in ways I have never felt. 
Your pulsing warmth drives me to euphoria. 
And Your name escapes my lips, amid my gasping sighs. 

You let me lie upon You, 
To the comfort of Your beating heart, I slip away. 
I cherish these nights, 
These nights when You come and take me for Your own. 

My Divine Beloved

Oh, my King. 
My God of Wisdom. 
My God of Passion. 

I feel Your presence. 
Like a raging storm, Your love devours. 
Yet, Your lips taste of honey, sweet and smooth. 
Your hands are rugged and stern, yet soft and gentle. 
Your caress is warm and light, like Sunna’s rays on a spring day. 

You trace the curve of my neck. 
That leaves a trail of burning desire, across my skin. 
You stop just above my breast. 
You take back Your touch, and my body writhes without it. 

You smile. 
You revel in my cravings, in my begging, my lusting. 
I need You. I want You. 
I yearn for Your touch. 
I grasp for You, but You are beyond my reach. 

I feel You, like lightning. 
You thrust Your white-hot blade, deep within my being. 
You plunge again and again. 
I savor Your every thrust, Your every penetration. 
It sends me deeper into euphoria. 

You leave my chest heaving. 
My body aching and my heart quivering. 
I feel Your lips again, sweet and smooth. 
You return the breath You stole. 

You leave me again. 
Craving, yearning for Your touch, Your love. 
Oh, My King. 
My Divine Beloved. 

The Library

…Raven found herself in a grand library. She had no idea how she ended up there. She was simply wandering the large structure she had stumbled upon while exploring this new strange land. It was truly a wonderful sight to behold. It was exceptionally large and looked incredibly old, but it held an odd beauty. The walls were made up of dark stone, some of the stone had cracks and small crevasses throughout. The only natural light came from the odd-looking windows, they looked like they belonged in a castle keep. The ceiling was high and there hung large, iron chandeliers that were adorned with lit candles. The floor matched the aged stone wall. Bookshelves. Shelves upon shelves of books! So many books! The very sight made Raven’s heart jump with joy! The books were lined somewhat neatly on some of the shelves while others were haphazardly placed.

There were books strewn all about the floor; some lay in neat stacks while others lay in messy piles. Some were even scattered on the large wooden tables that dotted the room. She took notice that many of the books looked leather bound, and colors varied; from deep reds, dark blues, to varying shades of brown. The old musty smell brought a flood of happy memories back; when she was just a girl and would spend time in the dark corners of old bookstores and libraries, perusing forgotten and damaged tomes. She smiled and started to make her way to one of the shelves, her hand brushing over multiple books covers. The feel of the old leather against her skin made her smile even more.  

    She reached a shelf and looked curiously at what was on it. “Hmm, there are no titles on these spines…I guess it’s no surprise though these all look so old.” She said to herself as she plucked a random book from the shelf. As she removed the tome, it stirred up a cloud of dust that tickled her nose making her sneeze. She sniffled and wiped her nose with her sleeve. She looked down at the book’s cover and noticed there was no title, then she realized that none of the books that she had seen had titles. Curious, she opened the book to see what was inside. “Huh, this looks like it may be a botanical book.” It had diagrams of various plants and flowers as interesting as the book had seemed, she was unable to read it. It was written in an unfamiliar language. She sighed and placed the book back on the shelf and went to pick another one.

She opened it and again it was written in the same strange writing, she went and opened multiple other books, and all were written in the same mysterious text. “Well, I guess there is no point in staying here, I can’t understand anything that is written.” There was disappointment in her voice. She shrugged and turned to make her way out of this place. She started towards the exit when a lone book had dropped from a shelf and landed at her feet. She cried out in surprise as she jumped back a little. She looked down at the book. “Stupid book, you scared me…” she mumbled as she knelt to pick up the fallen tome.  

   When she rose, she was met with an imposing figure, obscured by the light from the open door behind it. She dropped the book and took a few steps back. The figure was tall and wore a hat? Raven was struggling to make out any features. Then the door behind the figure slammed shut. It took a few moments for Raven’s eyes to adjust, and she could now see who was standing in front of her. It was a man: tall and slender. He was quite handsome, his hair was long, it looked longer than shoulder length. It was the color of mercury, and it shined beautifully when the light hit. She could only make out one eye, and that eye was immensely beautiful, it was the feature that stood out the most. It was such a shade of blue that would make any artist envious, it was a hue that captivated, shined. No! It glowed! It looked like it could see far beyond any other person ever could. She also had a feeling that eye had seen much sorrow and pain in its existence; or perhaps the dark under his eye was the giveaway. His face was youthful looking, and his skin was pale but not a sickly, there was a light touch of pink and looked as smooth as porcelain, the only imperfection she could find was a single beauty mark on his chin that looked as if it were intentionally placed.

One could see that despite his young appearance, he was aged and experienced. He had a mysterious and unassuming presence which felt off putting but at the same time it felt alluring and intimidating. He was clad all in black. At least from what she could see. He wore a black wide-brimmed hat that drooped and obscured the left part of his face. He donned a long black cloak that swept the floor, around his shoulders draped a mantle of off-white fur that complimented both his silver locks and cloak. She could not see much of the clothing under his cloak but did happen to catch a glimpse of oaken colored pants and matching boots. 

    “And you are?” he spoke. Raven fumbled over her words “I…uh. I am, I mean my name’s Raven.” Her voice cracking at her name. “Your name is just “Raven”?” he said curiously. She nodded “Yes, that is what people call me.” He looked around the library then back to her, still he did not move. Raven took another step back and backed up into a table. “Why are you here, Raven.?” He asked. She swallowed “Why does he scare me? He doesn’t feel threatening, but he does scare me a little but at the same time he looks so sad…” Raven breaks her thoughts to answer him. “I just sort of wandered in here?” “Oh? You just wandered in here, alone?” he took a few steps towards her, she tried backing up, but the table was still there. She was trapped between this tall stranger and a wood table. If she were not so scared, she would have sworn she was pulled into a scene from one of those trashy romance novels, that she secretly indulged in.

He was so close now; she could see his face more clearly now. He was missing an eye! It was not a grotesque gouge, but a closed eyelid. She felt herself flush. “He’s so handsome…I almost can’t bear to look at him!” “Please go away, please go away…how is he so fucking attractive!?” “I’m dreaming! That’s it! I’m dreaming. This is all a dream, and this incredibly attractive stranger is a dream too.” He leaned to a preoccupied Raven and plucked away a shred of paper out of her hair. She snapped out of her spiral and looked at him in shock. “Oh? And what were you thinking little bird?” He smirked. “Hoping for something else?” Raven flushed a deeper shade of red if that was possible. “Um…uh…uh n-n-no.” she stuttered. He pulled back, turned and started to walk away.  

    Raven collected herself quickly. “W-wait! I never got your name. Who are you?” The man stopped and Raven thought she heard him chuckle. “I’m just the curious passerby, I’m nobody.” He said without turning around. Raven raised an eyebrow and cocked her head to the side and said, “a nobody? You are definitely not “just a nobody” she crossed her arms. She wanted to know who he really was. He was so different, so unique, he felt otherworldly, and she was curious. Where the sudden rush of courage came from, she could not explain.

The stranger finally turned around, his single blue eye flashed and Raven froze. His gaze went right through her. She felt an invisible blade pierce her chest, and she felt her heartbeat speed up, her blood run cold, and her head felt light. “What is…going on…?” “Why does this feel so familiar?” “Who is he?” Raven held her head and staggered away from the table and into a nearby bookshelf. She gripped one of its shelves to hold herself up. Her head was spinning, and her vision was becoming blurred. She seen the man approaching her with one hand extended. He was saying something, but it was muted. The edges of her vision were darkening. As she succumbed to the darkness her last thought was an odd one “Who…am I…?”  

    The stranger sighed as he knelt to check on her. He touched her forehead and then her cheek “maybe that was a bit too much for you, my little bird.” He stood up and looked around and stroked his chin “I know there was a spare room somewhere around here. Saga used to let me use it to get away for a bit.” He walked around the outer edge of the library searching for the room. He came to a large hanging tapestry on the eastern wall. It was partially blocked by a table and some piles of books. He began moving the books from the table to another table nearby “Saga and all Her damn human books…How many did She actually need?”” Are any of these even useful?” He looked down at the one he held in his hand. This one had a title printed across the front and it read “Harriet Planter and the Witch’s Gemstone” “What in the Nine Worlds is this?” He grumbled. He tossed the book on to the table he was stacking books on.

He finally cleared the table in front of the tapestry and moved it out of the way. He pushed the books on the floor out of the way with his legs, cursing Saga and Her absurd amount of human literature. “Ah here we are.” He looked up at the tapestry and noted that it depicted a scene from the dead past. It brought back both joyful and painful memories. “The past…” He whispered. He shook his head to empty his mind of the memories. He waved his hand over the tapestry, and it vanished exposing a plain wooden door in its place. He opened the door and stepped inside.

It was dark and he could barely make anything out. He snapped his fingers and a hanging torch above his head ignited; revealing a small room with a table and stool, a single bed and one small window that had its shutters closed. “Heh, nothing has really changed around here.” He said to himself in a slightly somber tone. He turns and leaves the room, heading back to where Raven was slumped against the bookshelf. As he nears her, he hears her talking in her sleep. Curious he knelt to listen to her. “M…Mas…hah…hah…plea…please…don’t…” He noticed her breathing was labored and her expression wounded.

He wondered if this little bird remembered anything. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her back to the small room. He brought her to the bed and laid her down on it. When he laid her down, she opened her eyes slightly and whispered the word “Master” then she closed her eyes once more. “Heh, my little bird I have finally found you at last.” He chuckled softly. He caressed her cheek gently then turned and left the room. 

    “I have to find my Master! Where is He! Where!” The unusually large raven thought as she flew as fast as she could, she fought against the raging winds as she was determined to find her Master. The sky was red and swirling, lighting flashed, and the winds howled. Fire was spread everywhere, it consumed everything around her. An extremely strong gust of wind hit the raven and she was thrown into a tree and fell to the ground. “Argh! Damn it!” The raven struggled to get up. She finally was able to stand and made a painful croaking sound. She spread her wings and took to the sky once more.

She surveyed the area below her. Looking franticly for any sign of the Master. Chaos was running rampant in her home. She saw His warriors clashing against ghastly specters and many were falling. Some warriors were engaging the raging giants but were on the losing end. “The end, it’s finally come…but where is He!” She flew further still looking for Him. Then in a field below she spied Him, her Master. She swoops down to try and meet Him but was stopped by something, an invisible barrier? No matter what the raven tried she was not able to break through it. She screeched “Master! Please, please don’t!” but He did not hear her.

He looked so grand in His golden mail and helmet, perched atop His eight-legged steed and spear raised high. It was raised against a great black Wolf, who was charging at her Master, fangs bared, ready to kill. The raven croaked and flapped her wings in vain to get to her Master. Fear filled the raven’s heart as the two powers clashed against each other; she was well aware of the prophecy and her Master’s fate. They fought one another fiercely, tooth and nail ripping flesh and blade piercing fur and skin. The giant Wolf took a mighty swing with His paw and struck the horse felling it and throwing the Master from His mount.

The raven tried harder to pierce the invisible wall but still nothing, all she could do was circle the battlefield and watch as a spectator. She watched as her Master rose from the ground looking mournfully at His favored horse and friend and continued to fight the Wolf. Then, it happened, the Wolf overpowered her Master. The Wolf’s fangs sank deeply into His shoulder and blood gushed from its wound. The Master dropped to one knee but was not willing to give up. With His still intact arm He launched His spear into the Wolf’s neck, lodging it there. The Wolf howled in agony and let go of Him. The Master stood up and looked up at the raven circling above, watching. She heard His voice “My dear friend; I am afraid this is where we must part.” “Master NO!” she screeched. She watched in horror as the Wolf devoured her beloved Master.

The raven continued to circle the field. She didn’t know what to do. “He is gone. Truly gone…what do I do now?” She flew away from the field. While aloft she had spied the valiant War Goddess fighting alongside her late Master’s Queen. The Queen noticed the raven and motioned for the raven to come to her. The raven perched herself upon a nearby barren tree. The Queen inquired about the whereabouts of Her husband. “He has been slain by the Wolf, my Queen.” The raven reported. The Queen looked mournful but continued to fight on. She asked where His other feathered familiar might be. “He is dead, slain by an arrow. I barely managed to escape.” The raven answered.

The Queen said nothing. As the raven prepared to take off an arrow struck her in the breast, and she fell from her perch. She heard her Queen cry out in sorrow and saw that the War Goddess had been slain and lie not far from her own body. The raven watched as her world was being torn apart. Her vision began to darken, and things had become blurry, foggy. She felt tired and wanted to sleep. Maybe she could see her Master again when she woke up…. 

   Raven opened her eyes and sat up startled “What was that?” “A dream?” “But it felt so real…” She shook her head to clear the images away. She blinked a few times and looked around the room. “How did I get here?” she said to herself. “All I remember was…” Then the stranger entered the room. “YOU!” She shouted and pointed to him. “Oh? You’re finally awake little bird.” The stranger smiled. Raven was angry and she wanted to smack that smile off his gorgeous face. The man was holding a tray with an old silver tea set on it. “I thought you might like something to drink when you awoke.” He set the tray down on the small table and poured her a cup and handed to her, then poured himself a cup; then took a seat on the stool next to the bed.

Raven raised the cup to her nose. “Oh! Its Jasmine! My favorite!” She brought the hot beverage to her lips and took a sip. The liquid warmed her and brought such joy to her, it was familiar and comforting. “It’s so good, it tastes almost as good as Mr. Wang’s…” a hint of sadness washed over her face for a moment. “May I ask who Mr. Wang is, little bird.” The stranger asked curiously. She looked at the man “he was a kind older man who owned a bookstore in my small town.” “His store was my favorite spot in town. When I went there, he would always have a cup of jasmine for me, we would sit and talk for hours about our favorite books and authors…He always gave the best advice. He was the wisest person I knew…” She looked down at her cup and she felt tears form in her eyes she blinked them away and looked to the stranger again. “Who are you?” she asked. “I suppose I can tell you, but you already know who I am.” The man said smiling.

Raven growled “I’ve never seen or met you in my entire life!” The man laughed “give me your hand little bird.” Raven was becoming annoyed now “Stop calling me little bird!” “My name is Raven!” she shouted. She nearly dropped her teacup in her shouting. The man frowned; without even putting down his own cup he chanted something she could not understand and pointed at her; thin white threads began to coil around her and held her tightly in place. “What…what is this!” she cried. “Let me go, let me go goddamn it!” She dropped the teacup as she struggled but was unable to break free.

The man sat sipping his tea comfortably. “Are you done yet, little bird?” he said nonchalantly. Raven stopped struggling and looked angerly at him. “I don’t know who you are! I literally met you today.!” “I’ve never seen you before!” “If I did, I think I would remember you! My hometown is small, everyone knows each other and their business!” “You’d stick out like a sore thumb, dressed like that and having one eye…” He sighed and sat his cup down on the table. “If you are through with your squawking, will you let me finish.” He said firmly. Raven looked at him a little shocked, then caught his eye. He looked a little dark now, she could feel him losing his patience with her and went silent. “Good now.” He snapped his fingers and the white threads dissipated; she was free now. 

    Raven looked down at both her hands and massaged them. The man stood up and took hold of one of her hands. She yelped in surprise but did not try to take it back. He knelt to be level with her, still holding her hand and not breaking eye contact. Raven felt her face heat up. “What…what is he doing?” He brought her hand up to his forehead. “Put your middle and index finger together, as if you were pointing.” He instructed. “Um, like this?” she asked moving her fingers. “Yes, like that.” He touched her fingers to his own forehead. A small burst of light sparked from her fingers. “Wha…What!” 

A series of images flashed through her mind. In those flashes she could feel many different emotions, happiness, sadness, anger, love, and worry. Her palate was bombarded with many different tastes, sweets, sours, salts, bitters, and savories. Many different scents assailed her nose, florals, earthiness, fruitiness, and pungency. She experienced things she has never felt before. Yet they felt both familiar and foreign at the same time. Then a name flashed. “Odin” the name fell from her lips, and he smiled. She gasped and pulled her hand away from him and he let it go. “Master Odin? Your name is Odin?” she said with shock. 

He stood and offered her a hand. “Odin? As in Norse myth Odin? A mythological being.?” He let His hand fall and crossed His arms. “Oh? I am a myth to you?” He said with a slight tease. “I…I don’t know.” She spoke. He uncrossed His arms and held out His hand to His side and grasped the air as if He were holding something long and horizontal. An ornate spear materialized in a soft burst of white light. He stood there with a smug grin across His lips. “Wha! How did you do that!?” Raven said with excitement and awe as she scrambled to get off the bed. “Hmm, I thought I was a “myth” to you?” He let go of the spear and it vanished in the same burst of soft light it appeared in. 

“Now My little bird, do you remember who you are now?” She blinked in confusion. “I still don’t understand what you mean…” A look of disappointment shadowed His face. “So, you remember nothing?” She shook her head “I’m sorry, if I am supposed to, but I still don’t.” His disappointment was now sadness. She wondered why the sad look on His face hurt her heart so much. She sat back down on the bed and folded her hands together in her lap. She took a deep breath in and looked up at Him. “Look, Odin. I get that You know me, but I can’t say the same.” “Whatever that was that I saw when I touched You…wasn’t mine.” He interrupted her “They are memories.” “Memories?” She spoke. “Yes. Mine to be specific.” She looked down “so those feelings…” He interrupted her again “You have the ability to see people’s memories.”

She looked up in confusion then curiosity “I what?” He crossed His arms “You can peer into people’s memories.” He wanted to tell her, to tell her who she truly was. He had finally found one of them, but He did not want to run the risk of chasing her away. This would be the first time in many a century He came across one of His beloved familiars, and of all of them her. Though she did take on the odd human form, she is standing here with Him yet she remembers nothing. “Uh, Odin? Are You alright?” Her voice snapped Him from His thoughts. “I am, why?” He answered quickly. “You went silent and were making this weird face.” He closed His eye and thought to Himself “My precious little bird, if you only knew.” 

Raven reached out and touched His arm, Odin opened His eye and swatted her hand away from Him. She recoiled in surprise and took back her hand, holding it. She looked hurt and lowered her head “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to anger you…” Odin looked down at her and turned His head to the side “You didn’t, you just surprised me.” He said quietly. He turned and walked out of the room closing the door behind Him leaving Raven alone in the small room. She felt tears welling up, her chest and face burned. “Why does this hurt so much? Why is my heart aching? Why?” “Who am I really?” “Odin…” “Is this real? Or am I dreaming?” Her thoughts wandered as she scooted back on to the bed sitting holding her knees to her chest. “Where am I anyways?” “Memories?” “His memories?” “So, Odin from Old Norse lore…then I guess that makes Him…a god?!” 

The sound of the door opening jogs Raven from her thoughts. She looks up and sees Odin standing in the doorway with what looks like a solemn look on His face. She says nothing to Him, it’s an awkward silence. He speaks. “Raven, come. I wish to show you something.” “Show me what?” She answers dejectedly. “Something, I’ve never shown to a human before.” Her head perks up a little and she tilts it to the side. “Something you’ve never shared with a human before?” He sighs and droops His head a bit “Yes, no human…but you are no human…My little bird.” Before He could look up again Raven was standing at the door. “I think this might be important to you.” she said gently. His eye widened and He backed up a bit clumsily. “Oh? Are you ok?” Raven said with a small smile. “I am, thank you.” The god cleared His throat. “Now, follow me.” 

    Raven followed Him obediently through the mess of a library, not saying a word. She passed piles of books and some scrolls it looked like. She only gave them passing glances and nothing more. It was quiet between the two. Odin broke the silence. “You know, this place used to belong to one of my closest friends.” “Did it now?” Raven said, sounding a little distracted. “Yes, Her name was Saga.” Odin answered. “Saga…I think I heard that name before.” Raven said. Odin stopped suddenly and turned around. “You know Her name?” He said with a little bit of hope in His voice and heart. “I think so yeah, I read about Her in a book once. She was supposed to be a handmaid or something to a queen named Frigga or Frigg or maybe it was Freyja.” Odin’s hope dissipated “just in a book?” He asked. “Yeah…it was one on Norse mythology…” she replied. Raven could see that was not the answer He wanted; the disappointment was written all over His face.

He turned back around and started walking again. “Odin. Can I ask You something?” “What is it?” He replied, sounding a little agitated. “If You are that Odin from Norse myth, does that make you a god?” Raven felt her whole being become cold, when asking that. In truth she already knew, He had proven it more than once. She just wanted to hear Him say it. He finally stopped at a large wood table. “Here we are.” He spoke. “Did He really just ignore me?” Raven pouted. Odin motioned for her to take a seat in one of the chairs as He seated Himself in the larger more ornate chair.

Raven nodded and took her seat. She noticed that this table was larger than the other tables. It had a thicker top and legs, and elaborate engravings. On it, rested a very large and thick black leather-bound book and like some of the others had no title. Odin sighed and opened the book “This library is a collection and a sort of hobby for Saga. She has collected human literature since humans learned how to read and write,” Raven was curious now. “Saga has also collaborated with other divinities to further Her collection.” He continued. He began to flip through the book, searching for something. Raven waited quietly while He navigated the book and its pages.  

    “Ah. This is it.” He said stopping on one of its pages and began to read from it. “…Erin walked by Mr. Wang’s bookshop and stopped for a moment. She contemplated stopping by to say hello to him and maybe see if he had received any new books this week. But she could not as she needed to finish the errands for her parents. So, she left the small shop and continued to make her way to the other shops. She kept thinking of her friend Evan, who seemed to be struggling with something. She thought maybe it was his job, a girl or maybe his family. Erin seen Mrs. Ford walking her dog with her son and stopped to say hello and pet the dog…” Raven stood up from her seat. “Wait! That’s…that’s…how? What is this!?” she demanded. Odin stopped reading and looked up at her. “It is a record. A record of people’s history. Though only on those that I consider interesting enough or those that worship us, the gods.” He replied with a sly smile.

Raven sat back down trying to process this. She looked back to Him. “I guess You really are a god after all.” she said, her voice trembling. “I guess that is how You know who I am…” Odin kept His smile “There is much more to it than that.” He whispered. She caught His otherworldly glowing blue eye again and felt her heartbeat speed up, she felt dizzy, and her vision began to blur. “No, not again.” She thought. She held on to the table’s edge and tried to steady herself, until weakness finally overtook, and she began to fall. Odin quickly stood to catch her in His arms. He held her close to His chest and looked down on His fainted little bird. “Heh, sleep well my beloved Muninn, you will soon remember who you are.”

Mani

I delight in Your silvery beauty. 
I sigh with dreamy longing.  
Whenever I spy Your celestial form, hanging so elegantly in Nott’s sky. 
Surrounded by a million diamonds, shining so bright. 
As if thrown there just to compliment You. 

Oh, Mani. 
So beautiful and elegant. 
You carry Your beauty across the sky. 
Inspiring lovers, poets, and artists with Your mystic light. 
How I love You. 
How I adore You. 
My Beloved Mani. 

Halloween Special

Raven followed the crudely drawn map that was scribbled on some old, tattered parchment. The only things that were legible were the poorly drawn landmarks. The cool October night should have been her comfortably nestled on the couch, in front of the television with a video game controller in hand, and a big mug of hot chocolate. But no, she was out at ten thirty at night following this poorly scribbled, barely legible map that was slid under her bedroom door earlier in the day. Raven’s life has been nothing but drama ever since she stumbled into some real-life gods. 

    Norse gods. She had somehow befriended two notorious ones; Loki the Trickster and Odin a god of wisdom and war. They both mean the world to her, but They can be quite a handful to deal with, but she didn’t mind; she loved them both. October is Raven’s favorite month and Halloween her holiday. She passed multiple houses that were all dressed for the holiday. Jack-o-lanterns, ghosts, skeletons, and witches decorated porches, windows, and lawns. She stopped for a moment to admire one house that had orange and purple lights all around its trim and windows.  

    She smiled and took in a deep breath of the cool October air. The neighborhood she lived in looked just like one of those cliché small town neighborhoods. Tree lined streets, white fences, and vintage light posts. Even though it was not her most favorite place to be, but she did adore the atmosphere during the autumn months. The only thing that made it bearable were her divine companions and her best friends Crow and Racheal. A chilly breeze whipped up and she shivered a little, she pulled her black jacket tighter around her and started walking again.  

    “This has Loki written all over it.” Raven mumbled to herself, as she continued to follow the map. “This better not be one of His pranks or so help me I’ll… I’ll never make Him another cinnamon roll for as long as I live!” She stopped at an old tree that stood in the center of a roundabout and leaned against it and sighed. “Come to think of it I haven’t seen Odin all day either, I wonder where He ran off to?” She felt a vibration in her pocket and reached for her phone, she pulled it out and read the message: 

Crow: Hey where r u? I’m at ur house. Ur dad said u went out. 

“Crow? What’s he doing there?” she replied to Crow’s message. 

Raven: Yeah, just taking a little walk. I’ll be back soon ok. 

Crow: o, ok. I just wanted to drop off ur book u left at my place 

Raven: Ok, thanks. I’ll be home soon. I’ll text you later. 

Crow: ‘k. b careful  

Raven: I will. 

    Raven sighed and put her phone away. “Ok. Now where to next?” She looked at the map “let’s see… I’m at the tree now, I go past the high school and…” she was interrupted by the sound of a caw and fluttering wings. Raven looked up from the map and saw an unusually large crow perched in the tree. She scoffed at it and turned her attention back to the map. Someone cleared their throat. Raven jumped and looked up. “Oh! It’s just You Odin. You, uh… You scared me.”  

    Odin, the Norse god of wisdom, war and death had appeared at Raven’s side. Youthful and slender, His figure was clad in dark medieval style clothing, complete with a white fur mantle and sweeping black cape.  A light breeze stirred, and a few strands of mercury-colored hair was sent fluttering in the breeze and revealed a closed eyelid. His wide brimmed traveler’s hat was the accessory that added mysterious flair to Odin’s already dignified aura. His deep ocean eye glowed as He fixed His gaze on Raven. 

    “Having fun, little bird?” He asked quietly. She sighed annoyed and stuffed the map into her jacket pocket and turned to Him “this has Loki’s name written all over it! I know it does!” Odin chuckled softly “if I am not mistaken, I recall you complained that you were bored.” Raven grumbled “yeah but not at…” she pulled her phone out “oh, shit eleven thirty at night!” She shoved the phone back into her pocket and pulled out the map. She read it over and crumpled it in frustration “ugh! How annoying!” and she marched in the direction of the high school and Odin followed her.  

    They reached the high school several moments later. They moved near some trees and bushes that lined the side of the school. Raven leaned against a fence that secured the school and uncrumpled the map “we’re almost there. There is supposed to be a house with a single lit jack-o-lantern on the porch.” she said to herself. Odin remained quiet. She turned to Him “You’ve been quiet this whole time… What gives?” “Do you know anything about this?” Odin shook His head and chuckled. “Not a clue, I am only following you.”  

    Raven narrowed her dark brows; she did not believe Him for a second “right…” Odin grabbed Raven around her waist and brought her in close. He smiled devilishly “it is a full moon tonight… I’ve heard you humans think creatures run rampant this time of year.” Raven felt herself becoming warm. She placed her hand on His chest trying to push Him away. “Uh, um, yeah. It’s October… and Halloween is this month and…” she was too distracted to finish her sentence. Odin brought His face in close to hers. Raven felt her heartbeat speed up “and… and… I should… try to…” Odin pressed His lips to hers, she shut her eyes and let Him take charge. She felt Him tighten His grip around her waist and at that she pressed her body into His and wrapped her arms around His neck.  

    Odin broke the kiss and smiled a sly smile “we can keep going if you like. There is no one out, only Mani…” Raven interrupted “no… no, it’s getting late, and I want to find out what Loki is up to.” He chuckled “very well My little bird.” Odin let go of her waist and she of Him. Raven dug around in her jacket pocket for the map, but her pocket was empty. “Shit!” she whispered, she searched her other pocket, she felt her phone and nothing else. She reached into her pants pockets, but it was not there either. Odin leaned against the fence with His arms crossed and an amused smile graced His lips. “Dammit!” Raven shouted, “did I drop it?” she searched the area around her, but the map was nowhere to be found. Odin chuckled “well, since you lost the map, I suppose it’s time to return home?” He asked. Raven groaned in frustration.  

    “I thought you were annoyed by this. But I sense you are enjoying yourself or am I wrong, little bird?” Raven bowed her head “a part of me kinda wanted to see what Loki was planning…” Odin pushed off the fence and pulled her into an embrace, Raven gasped at the sudden move. “Close your eyes little bird, I shall take you where you want to go.” Raven did as she was told and closed her eyes. A red and purple aura enveloped them both and they vanished. 

    “You can open your eyes now.” Odin whispered in her ear. Raven opened her eyes and looked up at Him and she was met with a smile, she turned her head to try and hide the blush that formed on her cheeks. When she did, she spied a lit jack-o-lantern and pulled away from Him. “You really brought me here?” she exclaimed as she walked to the edge of the property. Its lawn was surrounded by wrought iron fencing complete with a short iron gate. The yard was barren with only some patches of dried grass, weeds, and a large bare tree. The house looked like something out of a movie. It was an old Victorian house; it had fallen into disrepair and was left abandon for many years. It had missing shutters and boarded up windows, the paint had either faded or peeled away, it was hard to tell what color the house had once been. It had a large porch with an aged banister, complete with a few rickety steps. On the banister sat a single lit jack-o-lantern, with a smile carved for a face.  

    Raven opened the gate and stepped on to the lawn and gazed up at the old house. She sighed “really? How cliché can you get? The old LaFaye house?” Odin came up from behind and placed a hand on her shoulder “so you made it. Are you going inside?” Raven turned to Him and nodded. “Of course.” and she confidently marched through the lawn and up to the house. She made a face at the jack-o-lantern as she passed it and stood outside the door. She looked back to Odin “are you coming with me?” He grinned “why? Are you afraid?” “no” She scoffed. Odin chuckled quietly “very well, I will accompany My little bird.” Raven reached for the doorknob; the door groaned and squeaked as it opened.  

    Raven took a few steps inside. “ugh, it’s so dark!” She pulled out her phone and used the flashlight. The bright LED light lit up a good portion of the room. It revealed a severely dilapidated interior. Broken floorboards, damaged furniture, and peeling wallpaper. “Ok, I’m here Loki! You can come out now!” Raven shouted. Silence was the only thing that answered her. Odin chuckled “so Raven, what will you do now? Look for Loki?” she shrugged “I guess so.”  

    Raven and Odin explored the first room, the foyer. Every step they took produced a creak. Raven opened an overturned cabinet and screamed, Odin hurried over to her and found her on the ground. “I heard you scream, are you alright?” His voice filled with concern. Raven laughed embarrassed “I’m fine, it was just… a rat.” Odin smiled and offered her His hand and helped her up. She dusted her backside off “Let’s check the next room” she said, and Odin agreed. They headed down a hallway to the next room. They passed a staircase along the way “Oh, look there’s a staircase. Maybe I can check up there…” but she was interrupted by Odin “No.” He, said sternly. She was shocked by His stern reply “what? Why?” He looked serious “as you can see this place in unsafe.” He said as He glanced at a gaping hole in one of the walls and then motioned to the scattered debris. Raven nodded “Yeah, You’re right this place is a death-trap.”   

    Raven walked over to the hole and peered into it; she shined her light into it “hey! There looks like another room back there.” As Odin walked over to her there was a loud creaking groan coming from underneath Him, and He stopped immediately. Raven turned to hurry over to Him; worried something was amiss “Do not move!” He commanded. She stopped “w-what’s going on!?” she asked. “This floor might give way.” “What do we do?” she asked. A smug smile formed on Odin’s lips “I’ll use My magic of course.” Raven smiled “oh, that warping thing You use all the time?”  He chuckled “how adorable, little bird.”  

    Odin summoned His magic, an aura appeared but it fizzled and disappeared. His smug smile turned to a bewildered frown and Raven looked just as confused. “What’s wrong Odin?” He tried again and the aura fizzled again. Bewilderment turned to frustration, He tried a third time and it happened again, the aura fizzled and disappeared. “What is the meaning of this!” He shouted angrily. He watched Raven flinch at His shout and composed Himself. “I don’t understand, My magic has never failed…” Raven spoke up “This is weird maybe we should just leave.” In Raven’s stomach a swirling mass of dread had formed and threatened to turn into fear.  

    “Yes, this place has…” Odin was cut off by a violent shaking. The whole house shook, it groaned and creaked, debris was being tossed around. Raven had fallen against a wall and the floor underneath Odin gave way and He fell through. Raven scrambled to the edge of the hole “Odin! Odin!” she screamed. The shaking finally ended, and Raven shined her light into the hole. She saw Odin laying there, unmoving. Panic took over as she cried out to Him once more “Odin, Odin! Are You ok! Please answer me!” She heard groaning and saw He started to move around. He looked up to Raven, holding His head “I am alright, are you My little bird?” 

     Tears formed in her eyes, and she blinked them away “yeah I’m ok.” Odin stood and surveyed the area. “It is quite dark down here; I am unable to see much.” He said up to Raven. “Uh, hold on I think I have some matches.” she said as she searched her pockets “Ah!” she pulled out a small box “thank you Racheal! Odin! I have some matches. I’ll toss them down to You!”  

    She threw them down and He caught them. He opened the box and revealed nine matches. He smiled and laughed quietly to Himself at the ironic number. He took a match and struck it against the box igniting it. The light from the flame barely illuminated anything. He walked a few feet and found a small candle holder complete with candle. He lit the candle and took it. He walked back to the opening “Raven, I am going to look for an exit.” He paused a moment thinking to Himself “what is this I am sensing?” He swallowed the anxiety that was building “and perhaps the reason why I am unable to use my magic.” 

    Raven nodded “Ok, I’ll see if I can find that dork of a Trickster!” Odin looked up to Raven “Do you really think that Loki has anything to do with this?” “Would He put you in danger like this?” Raven sighed “I guess You’re right.” “Ok, I’ll look for a way out of this room then.”  Odin waved to Raven, and He disappeared into the darkness. Raven walked back to the room’s exit; it was partially blocked by a fallen board. “Great” she muttered She pushed the board and it fell with a loud thud. She stepped over it and into the hall. She shined her light down the hall and saw a shadow darted quickly to the left.  

    She stiffened for a moment and took a deep breath in, gathered up her courage and started down the hall. She watched her steps, to make sure she didn’t trip over the debris. She passed three doors in the hall. She checked each door, but they were either locked or something was blocking it. She made it to the end of the hall and shined her light around the room. It was a dining room.  

    A large table and chairs sat in the center, some chairs were damaged or overturned. There were paintings that hung on the wall, they were covered with dust and cobwebs, some were even damaged and a few laid on the floor. “Is anyone there?” Raven called out she heard a knocking and stiffened, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. “O-Odin is… is that You?” she called out again. This time her call was met with a banging instead of a knocking. Raven yelped and shined the light in the direction of the sound. She slowly walked over to a door on her left and placed a hand on it and the banging happened again.  

    Someone or something was banging on it. “Is… is there someone there?” Raven asked her voiced cracked. The only response was more banging. Raven scanned the room and found a long piece of wood that laid across the table, she went over and grabbed it. She returned to the door and put her hand on the knob, she turned it slowly and opened it. Something ran at her; she dropped her phone and swung her weapon. It connected with something with a loud whap and the supposed assailant hit floor with a heavy thud. Shaken and breathing heavily she dropped the wood; she had to take a moment to calm her racing heart. She knelt to pick up her phone and she shined the light on the fallen victim. 

    “Loki! Oh, my gods! Loki!” Loki had been the poor victim. He was laid out flat on His back. His long flame-colored ombre locks splayed around Him and over His face. Raven rushed over to His side and knelt to Him. “Oh, Loki I’m so sorry! Please be ok!” Raven moved His hair from His face, and she gasped when she saw the small trickle of blood that rolled down the side of His cheek. Loki opened His eyes and smiled “wow you have one hell of a swing Birdie.” Loki sat up and held His head “ugh that really hurt.” He groaned. 

    Raven sighed in relief “I’m glad You’re not hurt too badly, I’m sorry I got scared.” she said with downcast eyes. Loki simply chuckled “it’s alright, I should have waited for you to open the door instead… of running at it. Was trying to break it down.” Raven let out a small laugh “How did you end up in there? It looks like a closet.” Loki laughed “It’s a stupid story…”  

    Raven stood and helped Loki up. He brushed His backside off and fixed His hair and untangled His braids. Of the two gods that Raven knew Loki was the unique one, He favored more “human” styles than the War God. His slender frame was decorated with more modern clothing. A festive Halloween print t-shirt, accented by a red zip hoodie and dark colored jeans complete with red and white sneakers. His sharp and youthful features were befitting that of a cunning, rebellious trickster deity and His small goatee and studded piercings added to His fiery personality. 

    “Loki, were you the one who slipped that terribly drawn map under my door earlier?” Raven asked. Loki’s green eyes flashed, and a mischievous grin spread across His lips “aw, you caught Me!” she crossed her arms and narrowed her brows “why here of all places?” Loki’s grin faded “I wanted to show you this place because I was hoping we could throw you a Halloween party here. I just wanted to make ya happy Birdie.” Raven smiled and hugged Loki around His waist “Why are You so nice to me?” Loki patted her head “I like you, and I just wanted to make you happy.”  

    Raven let Loki go “But this place is so dangerous, someone could get hurt.” she said. Loki sighed “yeah, but I’m gonna bring in some dwarves to help fix this place up. They’re whizzes when it comes to renovations.” Raven giggled “I guess that would be fun…” then a thought occurred to her. “Hey Loki, are You having issues using Your magic?” He raised an eyebrow “Why do you ask?” Raven shook her head “I came here with Odin. The house shook and the floor under His feet gave way and He fell; He couldn’t use that warping thing He uses.” Loki shrugged “I’m not sure, I can try using some magic.”  

    Loki snapped His fingers, only sparks appeared at His fingertips. He looked confused and tried again, and again just sparks. He raised an eyebrow “that’s a bit weird. I can’t light a flame.” Raven frowned “You too? There is something weird going on here.” Raven hugged herself and shuddered “I’m also worried about Odin; I hope He’s ok.” Loki laughed “aw Ol’ Grimmy, will be fine.” Loki looked around and tried snapping His fingers again, but nothing happened “but then again let’s find Grim, and get out of here, this place is starting to even give Me the creeps.” He said as He took Raven by the hand.  

    Raven and Loki tried going out the other door in the dining room, but it was either locked or blocked. So, they headed back down the hallway and went back to the main foyer. They stopped at the entrance way. The front door was blocked by fallen debris and there was now a large hole in the floor. Loki scoffed “well we’re not going that way.” Raven let go of Loki’s hand and walked to the edge of the gaping hole and peered into it. She kicked a nearby piece of wood into the hole, it hit multiple times then stopped.  

    Loki crossed His arms “That’s weird, it sounded like stairs or something.” “Birdie, point your light down there.” Raven pointed her phone at the hole, and it revealed some steps. “Well, isn’t that something.” Raven knelt “it looks like a cellar or basement maybe?” she said. “Yeah maybe.” Loki replied. Loki reached into His hoodie pocket and pulled out a small flashlight. “I’m gonna go check it out. Maybe see if there’s an exit.” 

    Raven gripped His wrist “What about me? I’ll go with You.” Loki shook His head “No I want you to stay here, it might be dangerous down there.” Raven let go of Him “fine then.” she agreed, grudgingly. Loki pointed the light down the hole and started down the steps, Raven watched as Loki disappeared into the darkness. Raven groaned “Ugh this is feeling way too much like a horror movie, I can’t stand it!”  

Raven looked around “there has to be another way out of here.” She turned and went back to the stairs that led to the second floor. Maybe there was a way to climb out through a window? 

    She looked the stairs over then started her climb. Debris littered the stairs, and she tried to be careful to avoid it. As she neared the landing, her foot caught something, and she lost her balance and fell backwards down the stairs. She landed with a dull thud and hit her head against the floor knocking her unconscious. Several moments later she awoke, she sat up and held her head and groaned “ugh, my head.” she touched the back of her head “ouch!” A small knot had formed. She got up and reached for her phone and proceeded up the stairs again. This time she made sure to pay extra attention to her footing. 
     

    She got to the landing and stopped. She peered out a small window only to see an empty and deserted street, then continued up the rest of the stairs and reached the second floor. The second floor did not seem as bad as the first. She shined the light around and took a left and followed a hallway all the way down to the end. The door that was at the end was missing its knob, she sighed and turned back. This time she took a right instead. She came to some doors; she tried one and it opened! 

     She shined the light inside; it turned out to be a bathroom. She shrugged and shut the door, she tried the other door and that one also opened. She shined her light inside and it looked like a bedroom. She saw a bed, and it looked like someone, or something was laying on it. She cautiously approached. As she got closer to the bed, she recognized the black cloak and white fur mantle, it was Odin! Raven hurried over to Him, He laid on His side, she touched His shoulder gently and turned Him on to His back. His was eye closed. She caressed His cheek and gently patted it and whispered “Odin, Odin, wake up!” Raven sat her phone down and tried to nudge Him awake. Panic started to set in, no matter what she did, she was unable to wake Him. Raven put an ear to His chest, she heard His heartbeat, but it sounded faint, and His chest barely moved.  

    She brought her head back up and felt her own chest tighten. She cupped His face with both hands “Odin, Odin please! Please wake up!” She pleaded louder this time. Raven started to tear up. 

“What is going on!” “Why, why won’t He wake up!” “There’s something wrong with Him!” “What do I do!?”  

    She sat on the side of the bed and touched her forehead to His, tears now streamed down her face. She whispered in quiet sobs “This isn’t fun anymore; this has to be a nightmare!” She lifted her head and noticed that His chest ceased its movement. Panic turned to terror; she could not fathom what happened. She stood but her legs shook so hard that she dropped to her knees. She held herself and sobbed hysterically. “What is going on!” During her sobbing she swore she heard a laugh and stopped. She looked up but saw no one there. She heard it again; it sounded like a woman’s laughter. She stood up, and she heard the laughter again, it was louder now. Raven covered her ears, squeezed her eyes shut and screamed.  

    She felt someone grip her shoulders. “Raven, Raven! Get a hold of yourself!” Raven kept her eyes shut and shook her head. “Little bird!” She heard that and stopped, she opened her eyes and saw that it was Odin that stared back at her with concern. Her eyes widened and she continued to sob as she threw herself into His arms. She embraced Him tightly and refused to let go. 

    Odin looked down at her and smiled kindly and whispered, “My dear little bird, it is alright. I am here now.” He stroked her hair and held her close, then guided her to the bed and sat her down. Raven finally composed herself enough to look at Him. “Odin! Odin, what, what happened!?” “I thought You. I thought… I…” she said as she gripped Him tightly and her voice cracked. He shook His head “I am not sure Myself. One moment I am searching the tunnels under this house and the next, I wake up to your screams and cries.” “There are tunnels under here?” Raven questioned through her tears. Odin nodded “Yes, it seems that this house holds… secrets.” “Did You ever find out why You weren’t able to use Your magic?” Raven asked. “Sadly, I did not. I admittedly do not remember much of the tunnels.” He said in a whisper. Raven caressed His cheek and brushed aside the hair that hung in His face. 

    He chuckled quietly and laid down on the bed, He gripped Raven’s wrist and pulled her down on top of Him, her head rested on His chest. She heard it now, His heart. It was beating but it didn’t sound faint like before. His steady rhythm gave her comfort. She closed her eyes and listened to Him. Odin smiled and ran His hand down her shoulder and rested it on her hip. They stayed like that for a while. Raven opened her eyes and pushed herself up to look at Him “I was… I was so scared that I lost You.” she said quietly “I didn’t know what to do… I…” Odin interrupted “My little bird, I shall go nowhere, we are fated. I promise you; I will remain here at your side until the cycle repeats itself.” Raven sat up and sighed “I wanna go home, I’m tired of this place.” She picked up her phone and looked at the time. “Great, its two thirty in the morning, I’m surprised my dad doesn’t have the police looking for me.” 

    She noticed that her phone’s battery was not going to last much longer as she stood from the bed “My phone is going to die soon. Its sitting at like ten percent.” Odin got up from the bed and took Raven from behind by her waist, He nuzzled the crook of her neck and she giggled. “Really Odin… Here in this place?” she sighed. He laughed softly “Hmm, why not? There is no one here to disturb us.” “But it’s just so weird.” she said. Odin began to kiss her neck and it gave Raven a pleasurable rush and she sighed with a smile. 

    Her phone fell to the floor and Odin turned Raven to face Him. He laid her down on the bed, His lips were dressed with a lustful smile. He climbed on top, straddling her and brought His lips to hers. He took the lead and dominated her lips, her tongue, she was savoring His taste, His feel. Odin broke the kiss, much to Raven’s dismay. The moonlight shone in from a nearby window and splashed across her face. It highlighted her delicate features, her almond-shaped wine-colored eyes, her petite nose and small lips. Her hair had the color and sheen of a raven’s feather.  

    Raven sat up to take off her jacket and Odin aided her. He laid her back down on the bed and continued to kiss her neck. Raven smiled and giggled as He nuzzled and nibbled. He brought His face back to hers, His eye glowed with a lustful desire. He removed her top, and then went to work on her bra, He released her bosoms from their confinement. Raven felt her face heat up and she tried to cover herself, but He stopped her “no need for that.” He said with a tease. Odin went back to her neck, His kissing trailed down to her breast, she sighed and moaned at His sensual assault. 

    He brought His face back up and His eye was locked on her “Little bird, you smell particularly delicious tonight. Perhaps I shall devour you.” The blush that had formed on Raven’s cheeks spread to her chest, she cupped His face in her hands and gently stroked His cheeks with her thumbs. Her heart began to beat faster as she gazed into His azure eye. “Odin… I.” Raven was interrupted “Your heartbeat has quickened; I can hear it.” He took a single finger and placed it at the base of her neck “your pulse… I feel it… your life…” He traced His finger down to the center of her chest “…here, perhaps I shall devour this.” He said darkly. 

    His words made Raven uneasy, and she released His face. Odin had never spoken to her like this. She tried to get up, but He pushed her back down. “No, no. My little bird, there is no running.” Raven gasped as Odin gripped her wrists and held her down. “Shall I taste you?” He said sensually while licking His lips. Raven noticed something odd, something about His mouth. He had caught her staring at His mouth, and He laughed “Little bird, it seems you have an eye for observation.” Raven’s eyes widened “are… are those… those fangs?” she stuttered out. He smiled a toothy smile and revealing that He did indeed have two unusually large fangs; they were sharp and glistened in the moonlight.  

    She could not believe what she saw, Odin had fangs! Raven laughed nervously and swallowed hard “so, uh is… this like a-a costume… right? You’re just…You…” her voice trailed off. Odin laughed “My dear little bird, how fast your heart beats. I could devour you quite easily.” He brought His lips down to her neck and lightly nibbled her. Raven tried to struggle but His grip was tight. He chuckled “did I not say that we were fated?” she heard Him say. He brought His face back to hers and she gasped. Odin’s beautiful ocean eye was now a deep crimson. Raven uttered out “You… You aren’t Odin.” He laughed “Oh, no I am indeed Odin. I am now truly eternal.” Raven shook her head “You can’t be! Odin would never do something like this!”  

    He smiled and leaned into her ear and whispered something that caused tears to well up in Raven’s eyes and she whimpered out His name. “No! This can’t be real. This is a-a nightmare! It must be!” He moved down to her neck. She felt His lips and tongue against her neck and braced herself for what was to come. She felt His fangs pierce her flesh, the pressure as He bit down, she moaned and gasped. She felt Odin lessen His grip. She felt her strength fading, her body and head felt light, her heart beat rapidly. He came up to face her again, streams of crimson blood dripped from His mouth and dribbled down His chin. He let Raven’s wrists go. Tears flowed from her eyes as she reached for His face with both hands.  

    He leaned down to meet her hands, He wore an unusually cruel and gluttonous smile. She cupped His face, her breathing labored and smiled “I… I’m glad that… that it was…You and not anyone else.” she whispered weakly, while she gently stroked His cheeks with her thumbs. Her arms became weak, and they fell. “Now I shall drink more deeply of you, My little bird.” He leaned in closer to her face “your heartbeats are slowing now, close your eyes little bird and sleep.” He whispered.  Raven’s eyelids felt heavy, and it became harder to breathe, her body felt cold and her limbs heavy. Odin leaned into her neck once more and bit down again. Her world began to fade, and darkness closed in. With the last bit of her strength, she embraced Odin as He drank the rest of her life from her. She smiled and closed her eyes and held Him until her arms fell away from Him. 

    Odin pulled away from Raven’s neck and stared down at her. She looked as if she were merely asleep. Her vitality dripped from His lips and down His chin, the red sap seeped into His silver hair. He watched with a sensual smile as the blood that He could not consume, pooled in a halo around her head. It seeped into her hair giving it a crimson shine. He gazed down at His little bird, she was so still, unmoving. He was transfixed on her body. In a moment of clarity His eye widened, He had realized what He had done. 

    He moved Himself off her body and stood over His little bird. He looked down at His hands, He began to shake. Not with rage but with horror. There was a laughter that filled the room, it belonged to a woman. Odin dropped to His knees “Raven… My little bird. What… have… I done?” He said in ragged breaths. “You did what You promised, dear boy.” The woman’s voice seemed to echo and come from every direction. Odin held His head in His hands mourning the loss of the one human that He loved. “Enough!” “You are a god are You not?!”  

    Odin lifted His head and stood, He scanned the room “Show yourself, witch!” The voice snickered “How ironic. The arrogant and selfish king mourns the mortal that He devoured?” Odin narrowed His brow “Witch, if you do not show yourself, I will hunt you down, and send you into the deepest pits of Niflheim!” He said His voice filled with anger. “Oh!? You’re angry that I gave You what You wanted? Eternity?!” The voice retorted. Odin growled “Not like this! Not her!” The voice cackled “that was the agreement! I give You eternal life and in return You give me a vessel, and You have done splendidly!”  

    Green smoke materialized and in the smoke two yellow cat like eyes appeared. Odin chanted something in His native tongue and the voice laughed “Your charms and spells have no power here, sorcerer!” Still Odin chanted. The eyes created a small twister of green smoke and vanished; her laugh lingered in the air. Odin stopped His spell and stood quietly in the room.  

“You old fool, what have You done? What have You become?” “Little bird… My little bird…” “I’ve lost her… again.” 

    He looked back to Raven’s body on the bed. The moonlight spread across her body gave it an ethereal glow. “Even if her death were fated… Why…?” Odin stroked His chin and felt the still wet blood, He looked at His hand and felt a surge of mixed emotions. Anger, hate, regret, sorrow. He walked back over to the bed and caressed Raven’s cheek; her skin was so cold. He’ll never see her smile again, never hold her, never hear her laughter or her singing. She was gone. 

    Odin took off His cloak and gently wrapped her body in it, He then scooped it up and held it close to Him. He left the room with the intent of finding the witch and destroying her. He would not allow something so disgusting, so vile taint the body of His little bird. He left the second floor and when He reached the first, He encountered Loki at the bottom of the stairs. Loki waved to greet Hs brother “Ah! Grim there ya are! Been looking for You and… Birdie.” Loki noticed His brother’s solemn expression, that wasn’t His usual. “What’s going on Grim? What’s wrong with Raven?”  

    Odin remained silent. He gripped Raven’s body tightly, Loki walked closer and observed her. “Odin…” Loki’s expression became a mix of confusion and fear, He laughed nervously “You guys must have gotten pretty wild… right? She’s just tired…” Loki knew, deep down He knew, but denial felt the more comfortable choice. “Loki, have You been in the tunnels?” Odin asked. He nodded “Yeah, found some interesting junk down there and a weird door I can’t get open. Came back up here looking for a tool I could use.” “Good. Take Me down there.” Odin said. “Yeah, sure I just need to find…” “I will not ask again. Take Me there now!” Odin commanded. Loki stiffened and nodded hesitantly “Ok, ok! Follow Me.” Loki led Odin to the hole that He and Raven found earlier “There.” Loki said as He pointed to the hole. “It leads down into the tunnels.”  

    Odin nodded and started down the steps. “Wait! What… What happened to her?” Loki asked. Odin stopped “I was unable to protect her…” He said quietly without turning then continued down the steps. Loki followed His brother down into the dark. “What do you mean You were unable to protect her!?” “Tell me what happened!” He demanded. Loki reached out to touch Odin’s shoulder. Odin turned and glared at Loki, His crimson eye flashed with hatred and anger. Loki froze. This uncharacteristic behavior frightened Him “Whoa, Grim… What’s going on with You?” Odin gripped Raven’s body tightly “I will find that witch! I will destroy her! Not even Yggdrasil will remember her!” Odin roared “I will rip away her soul, completely erase her, she will pay!” He continued. Odin turned and started down the tunnel again.  

    Loki, for the first time in a century, was at a loss for words. Something was off about His brother, but He couldn’t put His finger on it. “Hey, wait it’s dark down here. I’ve got a flashlight.” Loki fumbled around His pockets. Before He could get the little torch out Odin spoke with His back still turned. “I have no need for it.” Loki stopped confused “Well I need it…” He said quietly as He clicked it on. Odin stopped at a fork. The tunnels branched off into two different directions. “Which way Loki?” Loki caught up with Him. “Left.” He answered and Odin continued to walk. The tunnels were filled with countless cobwebs and random debris spread throughout. Rats and other vermin made these dark halls their home. 

    The brothers walked in silence for some time. Loki broke the quiet “Hey Odin, You wanna tell Me what the fuck, is going on here?” “You have been acting fucking strange ever since Raven…” Odin stopped. He spoke and interrupted Loki “This is Your fault Loki” Loki narrowed His eyes “My what?!” Loki said with suspicion. Odin spoke again “this is Your fault. You brought her here. You are the one responsible for her death.” “Whoa, whoa. Hang on a sec. I only wanted to show her the place. I just wanted to make her happy by giving her a party.” Loki said now irritated. “If You would have never lured her here… She would still be…” Odin said darkly.  

    A mass of dread had built itself up in the pit of Loki’s stomach. He knelt never taking His eyes off Odin and lifted His pant leg and revealed a dagger strapped to His calf. He removed it and held it tight. “You won’t be able to kill Me with that.” Odin spoke without so much as even a glance in Loki’s direction. Loki looked down at the ornate weapon “I don’t really wanna hurt You, I just don’t trust You. Just a little insurance.” Odin chuckled “is it steel or silver?” He questioned. Loki looked confused “why would that matter?” “Steel is useless…” Odin replied. 

    Loki’s dread bubbled as He inched His way to His brother “Look there is something seriously wrong with You, turn around. Look at Me Odin!” Loki demanded. Odin turned to Loki, and He saw the blood red eye. Odin grinned a toothy grin and revealed His fangs to Loki. Loki stopped and nearly dropped His weapon. The amount of confusion that whirled in Loki’s head made it pound. “Are You shitting Me!” “How! Of everyone here, how did this happen to You!” Loki exclaimed. Loki was dumbfounded at how of all people Odin, fell victim to a curse. He pointed the dagger at His brother. Odin took a few steps toward Loki; His expression was sinister. 

    Loki took some steps back “Oh come on!” He shouted. “She was delicious, brother.” “I drained the little bird of her vibrant life.” Odin stopped and looked down at Raven’s corpse He held. “You should have seen her brother, she looked so beautiful struggling for life.” His tone was cruel and biting. Loki’s bewildered expression turned to anger. “The sound of her heart fluttering as her life left, the feel of her pulse pounding against my lips, the taste of her blood. So sweet…” Loki refused to listen anymore and charged at Odin with His dagger.  

    Odin did not move and let Loki slice at Him with the blade. He laughed as the blade failed to injure Him; all it did was tear His sleeve. Loki stared bewildered at the unharmed god. “What the fuck…?” Loki whispered. “I told you brother; steel would not harm Me.” Loki jumped back and threw the dagger at Odin, and it struck Him in the shoulder lodging itself there. Odin laughed at His brother’s feeble attempt at an attack. “Dammit Odin! You’re stronger than this! There is no way You’d fall for some curse!” Loki shouted in desperation. 

     Odin placed Raven’s body down against the wall. He turned to face Loki again, Loki had brandished another dagger that He had hidden. Then Loki noticed the red door He had found earlier behind Odin “looks like we’re here now” He thought to Himself. “Did I not say Your weapons were useless?” Odin sneered as He pulled the dagger from His shoulder and tossed it aside. “Dammit Odin! Come to Your senses!” Loki pleaded. He pointed the weapon at His brother, He glimpsed Raven’s body and sorrow was added to His whirlwind of emotions. “I’m sorry brother, Birdie would hate to see this but…” Loki charged again with the dagger. Odin laughed and stood unmoving as Loki pushed the blade into Odin’s abdomen and paused a moment, He looked up at Odin Who smiled smugly. “You are a f…” before Odin could finish Loki shoved His brother into the door behind Them. Odin was caught off guard as the two gods crashed through the door. 

    They struggled with each other and began to exchange blows. Both gods threw punches and struck one another in various locations; face, chest, gut. “Damn it, Odin!” Loki yelled as He fought with His brother. Loki was finally able to overpower His brother and straddled Him. Both gods heaved, covered in sweat, dirt, and blood. There was a shift in the air and Loki saw a glimpse of clarity in Odin’s eye. His eye had returned to its normal hue and His face filled with confusion. “Loki, what is going on?” He asked.  

     Loki sighed in relief His brother was finally back to normal. “Well, I want to know that too, because I have no fucking clue.” Loki got off Odin and dusted Himself off and He chuckled “Well that was fun.” He said sarcastically as He turned to Odin and extended a hand. Odin sat up and looked to Loki, He smirked and took Loki’s hand. “So, You want to tell me what the fuck that was about!?” He asked confused. Odin turned His head; the shadows and His hat concealed His face; He whispered, “I’ve been quite the fool.” Loki cocked His head “I don’t get it.” A familiar cackling filled the air “A fool yes, but a useful one, nonetheless!” it was the witch!  

    The room was flooded with a bright light that blinded both gods. When the light vanished, the room was lit and they found Themselves in a lair, her lair. Countless candles littered the room; they ranged from red to white and black. They lined the walls in sconces, sat on tables and shelves and some were perched in high crevasses in the walls. Bones and other deceased vessels were scattered about the room. The old stone room had a horrible aura emanating from it. In the center was a large stone altar, it was surrounded by red candles and a large wooden bucket sat at one end.  

    Both Odin and Loki quickly scanned the room “show yourself witch!” Odin yelled. Loki squeezed Odin’s shoulder “Hey, chill. We’ll get her.” Loki reassured Him; the witch cackled again “Oh? You’re not going to tell Your brother the truth?” the witch said. Loki looked at Odin curiously. “What’s she talking about?” Odin averted His gaze away from Loki. The witch laughed again “I will have a new body again in just a few moments.” Odin looked up and on the stone altar Raven’s body laid there. “No! I will not let you have her!” He shouted and dashed to the altar but was halted when He bumped into something solid, yet there was no wall. “A barrier!” He exclaimed exasperated. He desperately pounded on the invisible wall with both fists.   

    “Woah. Ok witch, I’m gonna have to agree with My brother here. You are not touching Birdie!” Loki said as He approached Odin and the barrier. The witch cackled again “boy, Your brother traded her life for His own! He wanted to be eternal, untouched by time or fate!” Loki looked at Odin in bewilderment “tell Me that hag is lying!” Loki pounded on the barrier “You’re lying! Odin would never hurt her!” A green smoke materialized, and two yellow eyes appeared from it. It floated over to the altar and hovered above Raven’s body. It cackled again and spoke “dear boy, Your brother was so desperate to escape His own miserable fate that he jumped on my offer without a second thought!”  

    Odin shook His head “I did not know you would choose her!” He shouted. She laughed again “I’ve watched her for many years and had already decided that her body was the one I’d take!” Loki looked at His brother and smiled sadly “ah, knew there was more.” Loki knew that His brother would never harm Raven, unless He was not Himself, and Odin was indeed “not Himself” Loki and Odin had their differences, but Loki knew deep down that Odin was more compassionate than what He led on. He looked around the room and spotted a strange faintly glowing object made of bones and fabric, and had strange symbols adorning it, propped up in a corner of the room. Loki nudged Odin and subtly pointed it out to Him, He turned and partly glimpsed it. He nodded and whispered, “I’ll keep her distracted, find out what that is.” Loki grinned “You betcha.”  

   “Witch! Why don’t we play a game.” Odin challenged. The witch scoffed “I have no time for games.” “This body will wilt before long…” Odin interrupted her “I’ll make you a wager!” “Oh? And what would it be?” she asked cautiously. “a simple game of wits.” He spoke. “If I win, you give Me back My little bird and I banish you.” He continued. “And if I win?” asked the witch. Odin smiled “You’ll get your new vessel and two servants, My brother and I!” Loki froze “what the fuck Odin!” He internally screamed then quietly continued making His way to the object. 

    The witch laughed “very well then! A new vessel and two servants. And the both of You are gods!” Odin grinned “Yes! Think of the power you would command, with the combined powers of My brother and I!” “The King of Asgard and The Cunning Trickster!” This excited the witch and she gleefully accepted Odin’s challenge. Loki made it to the object, and He reached out to touch it but recoiled when He felt the searing pain burn His hand. “Ouch! Shit!” He whispered. “The Hel is this?” He wondered. He touched it again and again He was burned. He looked around for something to hit it with, He saw that Odin and the witch were engaged in their challenge. He ignored them for the time being and quietly searched for something He could use to destroy it. He kept low to the ground while He searched.  

    He came across a fallen candlestick; He grabbed it and quickly made His way back to the object. Loki swung the candlestick and struck the object shattering it. It hissed and fizzled, and the faint glow disappeared. A gust of wind blew through the chamber carrying the sound of ringing chimes. Odin paused for a moment and felt a surge of energy course through Him. Loki laughed triumphantly and pumped His fists in the air. “YES! MY MAGIC IS BACK BABY!” Loki loudly exclaimed. Odin smiled smugly; His arm outstretched He summoned His spear. The witch shrieked like a banshee and started to spin. 

    The green mist morphed into a twister and enveloped the altar and Raven’s body. “No! Damn it!” Odin cried. He tried to pierce the twister with His spear, but only struck the barrier. The twister became larger and picked up speed until it finally burst. After the mist had cleared  

Odin was met with a scene that made His heart skip a beat. On the stone altar Raven was sitting up, she held her head and looked around the chamber with a dazed expression. Odin hurried up to her and placed a hand on her head. “My little bird!” Raven looked up and smiled “Odin! I have the worst headache…” 

    Odin pulled her into an embrace, He was so happy that His little bird had returned to Him. “My little bird, will you forgive Me for hurting you so?” He asked solemnly. Loki dashed over to their side, happy to see His friend again. Raven shook her head and smiled “whatever do you mean?” Her wine-colored eyes were replaced with a bright shade of gold, and her once raven hair matched the hue of her new eyes. Odin pushed away from her, and she hopped down from the altar. Odin and Loki took a few steps away as Raven’s smile was sinister and she approached the two deities. 

   “What’s the matter lover boy? Don’t like my new look?” She said motioning to herself. Odin clenched His spear “what did… What did you do!” “Raven” snickered “Did you really think I trusted you?” “I know who you are.” “I took her body of course!” Loki stepped forward but Odin stopped Him and shook His head, Loki understood and backed away. “Who are you? Tell me!?” He demanded. “Oh, You don’t remember?” “The woman You cursed, the woman You imprisoned, the woman You punished because she was simply fulfilling a promise!” the resentment was evident in her voice. 

    Odin’s eye widened and He uttered the name “Brunhild” “But how?” She smiled and glanced to Loki “I made a deal with a certain forest dwelling witch to find what You cherish the most… and take it from You.” “Then in return she would help me regain a flesh and bone vessel.” Odin shook His head “how…” Loki stepped forward again “What are you yapping about!?” “Who is this witch?” Loki demanded agitated. Brunhild smiled “oh, you know her well.” She turned her attention back to Odin. “How did it feel to have what You loved the most, torn away from You!” 

    Loki interrupted again “No! There is no way Angie would be this cruel!”  Brunhild cackled “Do you have any idea what a mother’s grief feels like? To have your children torn from you? To have them forcefully taken away and to watch them be punished for nothing but existing? I think not.” her smile was cold and cruel as she taunted the Trickster. Loki growled “You’re wrong! I do know how it feels. I have grieved a thousand lifetimes over!” “Don’t you dare tell Me I don’t know how it feels!” Brunhild rolled her eyes and Loki summoned a knife and readied to throw it but stopped. “What’s the matter? Can’t hurt me, kill me? Is it because this is her body?” She taunted Loki. Odin cleared His throat “Loki, her issue is with Me, not You. Save Yourself the hurt.” Loki tossed the knife aside with an angry grunt.  

    Brunhild walked over to Odin and wrapped her arms around His neck and whispered in His ear “How did she taste? Was she sweet? Did her smell drive you mad?” She pressed her body close to His “You. Are. Mine.” she whispered in His ear. She let Him go, but Odin not finished gripped Brunhild’s waist, and she gasped “Oh my! How naughty!” she exclaimed seductively. Odin brought her close “How dare you defile her with your soul.” He said quietly. “I adore My little bird and I will not let you keep her.” Brunhild was suspicious and broke His grip. “Heh, what do you plan on doing then?” she asked.  

    Odin summoned a dagger and plunged it into her chest. “Brunhild, I am sorry…Truly” He said softly “Odin… Odin who is Brunhild?” a voice spoke softly. Odin looked down and saw the ruby eyes of His little bird staring back at Him. She glanced down at the dagger protruding from her chest. “Odin?” “What did…Why… What did I do?” Her eyes filled with fear, confusion and anguish. Odin’s eye widened in horror. “Raven! No!” He cried; His sorrowful cry made Loki rush over “What happened! Brunhild was just right here!” Raven looked over to Loki and smiled and she reached out to touch His face “Loki…Your eyes…why are they so sad?” her voice faded. Odin held her close; she looked up to Odin and smiled “I’m not mad… I’m just sad that I won’t see You again… Odin.” He shook His head “No, little bird, you must stay!” He pleaded.  

    She gave one last smiled and closed her eyes. Odin laid her body on the ground. Loki knelt and touched her shoulder “Raven, hey come on Birdie! Wake up!” He shook her, tears streamed down His face “Birdie…” He whispered mournfully. Loki stood “Brunhild! You coward! Show yourself!” He yelled. Odin caressed Raven’s cheek “My little bird. Twice was your death at my hands.” “Again, I’ve lost you and again I am powerless to stop it.” He leaned into Raven’s ear and whispered something that only He understood, and she would be the only one to hear. “Wake up, My little bird, open your eyes now.” “Wake up… little bir… no… mor….” 

    “Wake up little bird…” Raven sat up with a start, her heart pounded in her chest, and tears ran down her cheeks. She looked at Odin wide-eyed and threw her arms around His neck and nearly brought Him down on the bed. “Odin! Oh, Odin… I’m so glad… I’m glad You’re still here!” she said as she sobbed. Odin was bewildered at her sudden hysterical outburst. She hugged Him tightly not wanting to let Him go. He finally pried her off Him and sat next to her. “Raven are… you alright?” He asked concerned. She wiped away her tears and looked up to Him. His eye the same beautiful ocean blue it had always been. “I had a really strange and horrible nightmare and…” she hugged Him again Her head rested against His chest. She heard His heartbeat and closed her eyes and more tears streamed down her face. Odin did not know what to make of her fears or her tears, so He simply embraced her and comforted her. 

    They remained like that for a while until Raven broke the embrace and looked up again at Odin. Odin smiled down at His little bird “it was simply a nightmare, nothing more I promise.” He spoke gently. “But I dreamt that You had killed me and, and that You had fangs! Like a vampire and You were fighting with Loki and, and… and.” Odin stopped her “I would never harm you, Raven. Never!” “My precious little bird.” He cooed gently; He held her chin then brought her lips to His in a soft kiss. They parted, “Odin…Who is Brunhild?” Raven asked. Odin narrowed His brows “how do you know that name?” His tone stern “She was in the nightmare. In it you had traded my life for Your own… so You wouldn’t have to experience the cycle again…” she explained. Odin stood from the bed and crossed His arms “Forget that name, its nothing that should even concern you.” He spoke. Raven lowered her head; she noticed her phone on the bed and its battery very low. She picked it up and opened the messages. 

Crow: Hey rave, u ok? 

Crow: left u a vm call me back 

Crow: r u with Racheal? 

Crow: I called ur dad he said u haven’t come home 

Racheal: Raven Crow called and asked if you were with me 

Racheal: Where are you? 

Racheal: Your dad called call him back 

Dad: Erin where are you? Its 4:30am Are you ok? Please Answer your phone!  

Dad: Erin are you ok!? Are you with Racheal and Roy? 

Dad: Please call me! 

Joanna: Erin, sweetie are you ok? 

Joanna: Erin, we’re worried about you. 

    Raven sighed “wow so many missed calls and messages.” “I guess we should get going then?” She put the phone away and looked back to Odin. “What happened anyway? How’d I end up here?” She held her head “and I have such a headache.” Odin smiled “I was looking for you after I came back from the tunnels.” “I found you unconscious near the stairs and brought you here.” Raven felt confused “Where’s Loki, is He ok?” Odin chuckled “Loki is fine, He’s probably on His way up here.” and sure enough the sound of footsteps could be heard, and the door opened and in strolled Loki wearing His trademark smile. “I found an exit! There’s one in the cellar” He said cheerfully. He noticed Raven sitting up and walked over to her and patted her head “look who’s awake!” He said teasingly.  

    Raven swatted His hand “ouch! Don’t, my head is killing me!” Loki chuckled. “Ok so. I found another exit, it’s in the tunnels that leads to a cellar and there, another door that leads out.” He explained. Odin nodded “good, let us go, and get Raven home.” Loki agreed and motioned them to follow Him. Odin looked to Raven “are you fine to walk?” she nodded “Yes, I’ll be fine.” she said as she stood from the bed. Odin and Raven followed Loki to the tunnels. The trio walked together with Loki in the lead. Raven was quiet and Odin put His arm around her and pulled her close to Him. A part of her felt safer but then memories of the nightmare flooded her mind and she shivered. Odin felt her shaking and stopped, Raven looked to Him in curiosity. He smiled down at His little bird and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “In that nightmare You… You killed me twice.” she spoke softly. Odin recoiled in surprise “My little bird. Raven… I would do no such thing to you.” She looked down trying to hide the tears that were welled up in her eyes.  

    Odin took her chin and raised her face “I’d never trade your life for anything, not even My own.” Raven felt so horrible thinking that He would have then she spoke again “but I wasn’t angry or sad that You had, I was happy that it was You and no one else.” Odin was silent for a moment and spoke once more “the only way I would ever harm you is if I were not Myself.” Raven stiffened again and shook. She shook her head as she tried to empty the images of the nightmare that flashed through her mind again. She looked down trying to compose herself, but fear rose in her chest again when she noticed something horrifying. She stared wide-eyed at a strange structure made of bone and fabric that laid in pieces near the wall. Odin followed her gaze and quickly pulled her closer to Him and blocked the broken artifact from view. “An unsightly pile of trash.” He murmured. Raven looked up to Him “was that is the thing that was stopping You and Loki from using Your powers?” she asked. He sighed “yes, it was some sort of binding totem. Anyone stepping foot here would not be able to use magic.” He explained.  

    Raven clung to Odin’s side. He did His best to comfort her, but her knowledge of that totem had troubled Him. Other thoughts had also troubled Him. How did she know of Brunhild? Who built that magic blocking totem? There were more questions than answers. Odin noticed that an oppressive aura weighed down on the tunnels. He pushed His thoughts and the feeling aside and turned His attention back to Raven. “I assure you, My little bird, nothing will harm you while you are with Me. You have nothing to fret about.” She felt silly for being so afraid, after all it was only a bad dream and she had Odin and Loki with her. She looked to Odin “I’m sorry for acting so childish Odin.” she said quietly. “You have nothing to apologize for, you had quite the nightmare.” He replied gently. 

    Loki shouted back “Hey you guys! The exit is over here!” Raven smiled and Odin nudged her to walk again, and the couple caught up with Loki. They reached an open cellar door; day had broken, and birds could be heard singing. Tiny slivers of sunlight were beginning to peek through the trees. The trio left the cellar, and all breathed in the chilly morning air. “Well, I’ve gotta go. Got dates with some dwarves! See ya Birdie!” and Loki vanished. Odin sighed and let go of Raven, she walked over to a nearby tree and leaned against it, A light breeze began to stir, and its chilliness felt so good against her skin. The inside of the dilapidated home felt unusually warm to her, and the cool breeze was a welcome sensation. She smiled and closed her eyes. Odin walked over and took her by the waist and kissed her forehead. She opened her eyes and found His gaze so hypnotic, it seemed to put her at ease. Her eyelids felt heavy and her limbs weak. “Odin I…” and she fainted in His arms. Odin held her close and smiled as He stroked her hair. “Fear not My little bird no harm will come to you… I promise.” He scooped her up and vanished in a red and blue aura. 

    “Hey Raven, did you hear that someone trashed the old LaFaye house?” Crow said. Raven and her friend Crow were sitting outside at a café. Raven looked up from her float “they trashed the house?” “But that place was already a wreck.” Crow shrugged and showed her the article on his phone “well, they really fucked shit up more. Holes and crap just everywhere.” Raven went back to sipping her pumpkin spice ice-cream float, she knew full well that whatever caused the “trashing” was not even from the physical realm. Crow continued to scroll through his phone. “Hey Raven, I heard from Racheal that you have like a cousin or something staying here in town.” he said without looking up from his phone. Raven stared in confusion “I don’t…Why would she say that?” Crow looked up from his phone “Sounded like he just got here a few days ago.” Raven leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms “oh did he now?” “Racheal said she ran into him at that weird curio shop on 2nd street, and he started talking about you.” Crow continued.  

    “Hey Raaaaven!” She heard a voice call from behind she turned and saw Loki. He waved at the pair as He approached them. She could not believe her eyes. He walked over to the two friends and introduced Himself to Crow. He looked like He usually did for the exception that He was missing His braids and had more natural ginger locks. He was His usual cheerful self “You must be Crow, I’m Russell McKnight, Raven’s cousin. Nice to meet you.” He extended His hand to Crow, and they shook hands. Raven internally groaned “Russell McKnight? Really Loki?” She thought to herself.  

    “Yeah, cool to meet you too.” Crow replied. “Russell” patted Raven on her head and smiled “your friend Racheal said I’d find you here.” Crow laughed “Hey, Raven, I thought you said you didn’t have a cousin?” She rolled her eyes “Well, I kinda forgot about him. I haven’t seen him in so long, since he practically never comes around.” sarcasm dripped from her every word. Loki acted as if He had been wounded and dramatically held His chest “Oh, Raven, your words. They wound me so!” He declared with a teasingly solemn tone “Anyways came by to invite you to Raven’s Halloween party.” Loki said as He handed Crow a flyer. “What? A party?” Crow asked as he took the flyer from Loki.  

    Crow read the flyer over “The old LaFaye house?” “But that place got trashed a few days ago. How are you holding a party there?” he asked. Loki laughed “yeah, the place was a disaster. Took a day or so to fix it up. I know some great contractors and repair people.” he said winking at Raven, and she just smiled and shook her head. “Sounds cool, yeah, I’ll be there. So, Raven what made you throw a party?” Crow asked. “Technically not my party.” She spoke and Loki chimed in “its more for her rather than her throwing it.” Crow stood from his seat “well I gotta go, going to have to throw together a costume.” he said. “’kay see you later Crow.” Raven said, “Nice meeting you Crow.” Loki added. Crow waved as he walked away. 

    “Russell McKnight? Really Loki?” She chuckled “What!? It sounds cool!” He defended Himself. “So, how did the renovations go?” Raven asked. Loki folded His arms behind His head “great. It only took three nights.” He replied. She smiled “You know You didn’t have to go through all the trouble, just to throw me a party.” Loki stuck out His tongue “Yeah, well, I wanted to.” Raven’s phone notification chimed, and she pulled it out “oh looks like Racheal wants to go costume shopping.” Loki grinned wide “You should get something kinda showy.” Raven raised an eyebrow “why?”  “You’re kinda boring, honestly” Loki replied. Raven crossed her arms “I’m not that boring.” “Oh, I beg to differ. Racheal showed me your past costumes and let’s be real, they sucked” He snickered. Raven huffed “dammit Racheal.” she whispered. “Well, I gotta go, see ya later.” Loki said as He vanished.  

    Raven left her seat and started to walk to the seasonal costume shop that just opened a week ago. She would meet her friend Racheal there. The October afternoon was chilly, darkened clouds spotted the sky; beautiful autumn-colored leaves littered the ground everywhere she stepped. A light chilly breeze started to stir and whipped up some leaves, they danced and floated about. Raven smiled as she made her way to the small costume shop. “My little bird, there you are.” she heard a familiar voice speak from behind. She stopped and turned to see that it was Odin who stood there.  

    He looked a little different, instead of His normal cloak and fur He wore more modern clothing. He donned a black stylish suit and was without His hat. He wore His hair in a low ponytail and was styled to obscure His missing eye. Raven was shocked at His sudden modernization; she took a moment to admire this new look. He caught her gazing and offered her His hand “My little bird, might I accompany you on your errand?” Raven blushed a deep red “Odin… You-You look s-so…” her words came out stuttered. Odin smiled mischievously “Raven, you seem flustered.” Raven shook her head and took His hand. “I mean…You look so…good!” she finally blurted out. In truth He looked more than just “good” He was downright dashing in His black suit and styled hair. She realized she still held His hand and let it go. He chuckled and they began to walk together. Eventually Raven took hold of His arm as they walked, and Odin sighed contently. 

    They made it to the shop sometime later and Raven let go of Odin’s arm and turned to Him. “Um so, I’m gonna head inside…” she paused a moment “um do You want to come with me…? I mean if You’re…” Odin smiled and finished her thought. “I am not busy, and I do not mind accompanying you.” Raven flushed again. The couple entered the small shop. It had multiple racks of Halloween costumes for children, teens and adults. In the back of the shop there were some fitting booths that were unoccupied. The young cashier looked bored at their station as they flipped through a seasonal magazine. Quirky Halloween music played over the speakers giving the shop it’s seasonal atmosphere. 

    They were greeted by Raven’s friend Racheal “Raven! You must see this adore….” Racheal paused when she saw the man accompanying her friend. “Whoa, Raven! Who. Is. This!?” she asked. Raven looked to Odin unsure of what to say. He smiled and introduced Himself “My name is Alden Borrson. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Racheal smiled kindly and introduced herself “I’m Racheal, nice to meet you too.” Racheal took Raven by the hand “I’m gonna borrow Rave for sec.” Odin nodded, and Racheal led Raven behind a rack of costumes and crouched and whispered “Dang Raven, where did you find him! He’s so hot.” “So, details! Spill them!” Raven was trying to think of something to tell her friend but what? It’s not like she can just tell Racheal that He’s a Norse god, no one would believe her. “Um, he’s a friend from collage. We met while attending a Scandinavian exhibit at the museum and he happened to attend the same college.”  

    Raven held her breath and hoped Racheal would accept this incredibly dumb explanation. “You never told me you met a guy!” Racheal exclaimed. Odin heard Racheal’s exclamation and chuckled, He walked over to the rack and looked over “Do you need help with something?” He asked the girls. “Oh no, we’re just looking at these cute costumes!” Racheal said. Odin smiled at Raven, and she turned her head to hide the blush that formed on her cheeks. The girls started to browse the costumes, and Odin watched from a distance as He perused the racks Himself. Racheal pulled a sexy police officer uniform from one of the racks and held it up to herself “whatcha think Rave, you think this will get James’ attention?” Raven rolled her eyes “Oh, please you would have to dress up as a sexy drum kit to get his attention.” Racheal laughed “Oh Raven, don’t be so mean.” she said as she put the costume back.  

    Raven browsed the racks but did not find anything that felt right. She saw a witch costume and took it off the rack and held it to herself “ugh, how cliché.” she said. Racheal noticed the costume and booed her friend teasingly. “Come on Rave, pick something fun!” “How about this?” Racheal showed a sexy princess costume to Raven. Raven groaned in disgust “Yeah, no. I don’t think so.” “What is it with you and sexy costumes this year?” Raven asked “Well I feel good about myself and want to show off! I deserve it!” Racheal said proudly. “Well, I’m happy one of us feels good about themselves.” Raven said quietly as she put the costume back.  

    Racheal squealed as she ran over to another rack and yanked a costume off it. She held it up triumphantly. “This is it! This is your costume!” Raven went over to see what her friend found. Racheal held up an elegant “vampire queen” costume. It was red and black, with long lace sleeves and spider web designs. The corset sported blood red ribbons and a plunging neckline. The gown itself was flowy and seemed light as a feather. “Uh I don’t know…” Raven said. Odin interrupted the girls “My, who’s costume is that?” He asked, a mischievously sensual smile graced His lips. “Oh, good Alden. What do you think of this for Raven!?” Racheal asked excitedly as she showed Him the costume. Odin observed the costume for a moment “I think she would look beautiful in it.” He answered.  

     Racheal cheered and Raven shot him an annoyed look. “Yes! We’ll take it!” Racheal said happily. “I’m not paying for that!” Raven protested. Odin chuckled “That’s all right, I shall pay for it.” He offered. Racheal looked wide eyed at Him “whoa, really? Are you sure?” Odin nodded “I’d be happy to.” Raven grumbled as she headed for the shop’s exit. “Wow thanks Alden.” Racheal said. Odin nodded and went to the front to pay for the costume, but Racheal tugged at his sleeve “Hey uh Alden can I talk to you for a sec?” Racheal asked looking a little worried. He nodded and Racheal led Him to the fitting booths. “Thanks for getting the costume for Raven. Listen I don’t know how well you know her but please, please be patient and kind with her.” Racheal said sadly. Odin was curious now; He cocked His head to the side “of course. I will.” He spoke. Racheal smiled sadly “I hope so, she’s been through a lot, and she isn’t the same girl she used to be, she acts tough, but she scares easily now and…” Odin interrupted her “I promise I will always protect her; she can be difficult at times, but I will never hurt her.” Racheal smiled “good because if you do hurt her, no one will find your body.” she said with a calm smile and patted his arm. “Nice meeting you Alden, see you at the party.” she said and went back to browsing costumes. Odin chuckled to Himself; He found her threat amusing. 

     Raven was halfway down the street when Odin caught up to her. They walked in silence for some time. Odin was the one who broke the quiet “Your friend is quite the fiery one.” Raven stopped and turned to Him “Why did You buy the costume?” Odin held up two bags “Not one but two.” He smirked. Raven raised an eyebrow “two?” she asked. “Yes, two. One for you and one for Me.” Raven was stunned and took one bag from Him. She looked inside it and pulled it out. It was the one for Him. It was an elegant “vampire lord” costume. For a split second, she shuddered. She put it away and handed the bag back to Him. “You’re going to dress up?” she asked, a small smile spread across her lips. 

    Odin chuckled “yes. Your party is one where you dress up, is it not?” He asked handing her the bag with her costume in it. She nodded “yeah.” Raven moved her hair from her face “well I’m gonna go home and try on this costume.” Odin took Raven around the waist and brought her in close. He went to lean in for a kiss, but Raven pulled her head away, He looked both surprised and dismayed. Raven smiled and then pressed her lips to His and He smiled during the kiss. They broke apart “thank you for getting the costume for me.” She said quietly. “You’re welcome My little bird.” 

    The sun was setting, and the temperature dropped, she turned and looked at the sky. It was painted an array of colors, mimicking the autumn ones that decorated the trees. Raven took Odin’s hand “Well, “Alden” I’ll see You later then.” she said. He chuckled “but of course, My little bird.” Raven let go of His hand and started to walk away she stopped to turn to wave but Odin had already vanished. She smiled and continued to walk home.  

    She passed the old LaFaye house on her way and stopped. She stared at it; the horrible nightmare she had flashed through her mind, she shivered and held herself. She looked back up at the house and she thought she saw someone watching her from a window. She shook her head and started walking again, eager to get home. She finally made it home and was greeted by Joanna, her stepmother. “Hi Erin, how was your friend Roy?” Raven smiled “Crow was fine.” she said as she headed up to her room and Joanna followed Raven and stopped her outside her door. “Erin, sweetie did you get my message?” Raven looked confused “what message?” “I left you a voice mail asking to pick up a few things.” Joanna said annoyed.  

    Raven put the bag down and took out her phone. “I don’t see a voice mail.” Joanna crossed her arms “are you sure? You’re not lying to me, are you?” Raven rolled her eyes “I’m not ten, don’t treat me like it.” Joanna narrowed her brows “Listen, after what you put your father through a few nights ago, it seems I might have to!” Raven put her phone away and grabbed her bag and retreated to her room “I’ll be down for dinner later, bye” Raven said as she closed the door and locked it. She heard Joanna say something inaudible and march down the stairs.  

    Raven tossed the bag on her bed and then flopped down on it. “Ugh, I am so glad I am out of here come November.” she thought to herself. She laid there for a while and let her mind wander. A knock broke through her thoughts. “Erin, a man is here to see you!” she heard her stepmother’s voice from the other side. “Who is it?” Raven asked. “He says his name is Alden.” Raven sat up “Alden!?” She jumped up from her bed and unlocked the door. She rushed past Joanna and Joanna stopped her “who is Alden?” she asked. Raven wrinkled her nose “he’s a friend.” she answered annoyed. She continued towards the front door. She saw “Alden”, He stood in the doorway “what are you doing here?” Odin smiled “I wanted to bring you this.” He said holding up a small ornate black box.  

    She took the box “does this go with the costume?” she asked. “Open it.” He spoke. Raven opened the box and in it was a black choker. It had a bright red ruby fastened in the center and from that hung a small sliver pendant in the shape of a raven. “Odi… Alden this is beautiful! I love it!” she exclaimed. She took it out of the box and held it up. Joanna appeared behind Raven “what a nice little trinket” she commented “do you want to introduce me to your friend?” Raven turned “oh this is Alden, a friend from college.” she said. “Oh well it’s nice to meet you, I’m Erin’s mother, Joanna.”  

    Odin’s smile faded “mother? If I recall Raven had told me her mother had passed.” Raven spoke up “step-mother and yes my biological mother passed when I was a kid.” she said as she gave Joanna a sideways glare. “Well, I’ve been there for Erin ever since she and her sister were children and I have taken care of them as my own.”  Joanna added. “Alden, if you do not mind it’s late and I think you should be going now.” she said as she tried to urge “Alden” to leave. Odin’s smile returned “I suppose I should, goodnight My little bird.”  He said before leaving. Raven watched Him leave and Joanna closed the door. “Bringing home strange men now?” she asked sternly. Raven groaned “He isn’t strange I know him,” she walked past Joanna and went to her room. 

    It was the night of Halloween and the party, Raven pulled out her costume and began to dress. She struggled with some of the clasps on the corset but eventually she triumphed. She sighed and pulled on some black stockings and a pair of black high heeled boots. She went over to her jewelry box and pulled out the choker that Odin gave her. She put it around her neck and went to the large mirror that hung behind her door, she admired the choker and ran her fingers over the leather. The gem and pendant shined brilliantly whenever light would hit it. She smiled and went to sit at her vanity desk to put on her makeup and style her hair.  

    After she was finished, her phone rang. It was Crow, she answered and put the call on speaker. “What’s up Crow?” “Hey Rave, you done getting ready?” he asked. “I’m just finishing up now. What about you?” “I’m ready! Wait till you see what I am, you are gonna freak! Its way cool!” he said excitedly. Raven scoffed “yeah right. If you’re another lame pun, I’m gonna punch you.” she laughed. “Naw, no pun this year! Your cousin Russell helped me out.” Raven paused. “Oh gods, what did Loki do?” she thought to herself. “Hey, Rave you there?” “Oh yeah, I’m finishing up now. I’ll see you at the party.” She went silent for a moment “hey, you ok Rave? You sound kind of weird.” Crow asked. Raven laughed “Oh yeah, I’m fine. I’m just concentrating on my eye makeup is all.” “Well, if you’re ok, I’ll let you go then. See ya.” Crow said and then hung up.  

    Raven was ready and headed for the front door. She was just out the door when she heard her father call to her “Erin, where are you going?” he asked, “Uh going to the Halloween party.” Raven replied. Her father frowned “I was hoping to ask you for a favor.” Raven crossed her arms and eyed him suspiciously. Anytime he asked for a favor it always had to do with Joanna. “I was hoping you would take Joanna’s nieces trick or treating.” Raven shook her head “no, I can’t miss this party. Lo… Russell is throwing this for me. He put a lot of work into fixing up that old house.” “Erin, you can miss one party. There’s always next year.” he said, “I said no.” She stood her ground. She did not want to miss this party.  

    She could see the annoyance that had built up in her father’s expression. “Listen Erin, you haven’t been here in years, you could at least spend time with your family.” he said angrily. Raven was appalled “excuse me? Family? They’re not my family! You were the one that told me to not come back until I accepted Joanna as my “mother” I only came back because Jess wanted me to send her some of her things and you needed help with the house!” Her father was furious now and grabbed Raven’s arm and twisted it “Fuck! Dad, you’re hurting me! Let go!” she cried as she struggled to get free. “You listen to me! You are staying here, under my roof! You know damn well what I say goes!” A voice spoke from the front door, stern and cool. “Excuse me sir, but would you mind releasing your daughter?”  

    Raven’s father glanced behind her and saw a man dressed in an elegant vampire costume. “Who are you?” he asked. The man smiled “My name is Alden; I am here to escort Raven to her party.” He said smoothly. Her father let go and Raven hurried to Odin’s side. “You have her back by ten, you hear, or I call the police.” her father demanded. Odin looked down at Raven and His smile faded. Sadness and fear had darkened Raven’s face. “Raven is an adult, she will tell me when she wants to return home, if she decides to at all.” Raven looked to Odin and nodded. The couple left the doorway and started down the street. The door slammed and she could hear angry yelling coming from inside the home. 

    Once the house was out of view Odin pulled Raven into an embrace “close your eyes, little bird.” she did as she was told. An aura enveloped them, and they vanished. They appeared not far from the LaFaye house. The house’s exterior was fully decorated with jack-o-lanterns, ghosts, skeletons, and other various spooky décor. The house was filled with music, laughter, and screams. Raven smiled “it sounds like everyone is having fun.” she said quietly. “Indeed” He answered. She still clung to Odin’s side “I’m sorry You had to see that, pretty pathetic right?” Odin said nothing. “I guess we should go inside.” She let go of Odin and the couple walked to the house.  

    When they arrived, they were greeted by Loki or “Russell”. “Hey! You guys made it!” He saw Raven’s costume and His mouth hung open in astonishment “looking great Birdie! You should wear something like that more often, it fits you.” Raven rolled her eyes. He gave His brother a once over “damn bro, You’re lookin’ snazzy too.” “Loki are You drunk?” Raven asked. “Just a little.” He giggled. Raven laughed “So, Loki er, I mean Russell who are you supposed to be?” she asked. Loki was dressed in a red and yellow bodysuit with black accents and two toy daggers hung from His hips “Deadpond!” He exclaimed. “Deadpond?” Odin questioned. Raven laughed “I think he’s a popular comic book character or something.” “Well get in here you two, lets party!” Loki said happily and He ushered them inside. 

    Odin and Raven entered the house. It was crowded with revelers dancing, laughing and drinking. Music blasted over speakers, there were tables filled with Halloween goodies, food and drink. Raven spotted Crow and made her way over to him. He was wearing an exaggerated fantasy Viking costume, complete with a horned helmet and giant axe. Raven tapped him on the shoulder “hey Crow “nice” costume.” she said laughing Crow turned quickly “oh Raven hey, thanks Rus…” He looked Raven’s costume over with wide eyes. “Whoa, Rave. You… You look so…” Raven sighed “I know, it’s ridiculous right?” Crow shook his head “No! You look amazing!” he said. “Wait really?” Crow nodded “you really do!”  

    Racheal approached her friends, she wore a seductive, form fitting cat-girl costume. “Raven! See I told you, you would look freaking amazing!” she exclaimed. A man walked up behind Racheal, he sported a “bloodied” sports jersey and matching pants, and a goalie mask completed his costume. He put his arm around Racheal’s shoulders “Hey, how’s it going Rave. Damn, your boobs look great in that corset” he said and made a finger gun gesture with his hand. Raven smiled and rolled her eyes “yeah, thanks James.” Racheal elbowed him in the gut “don’t be rude, jerk” “Hey!” he shouted and then faked being in pain. “I’m going to go get some food, be right back.” James said as he left the group.  

    “That’s your date Rache?” Crow asked “Well, he’s cute and funny.” she laughed. Raven realized that Odin was nowhere to be seen “Where did He go, I wonder?” She looked around but did not see Him. “Hey where’s that guy you were with a few days ago, did he come with you?” Racheal asked, “We must have got separated.” Raven answered. “I’m gonna go see where He wandered off to. See you guys later.” she said. Racheal nodded and left the group to find her date. Crow continued to mingle with his fellow revelers. 

    Raven navigated the crowd of party goers as she searched for Odin. She noted that Loki had done an amazing job of getting the old house fixed up and decorated. Everything was so lively, it really felt like a real Halloween party. Everyone seemed to be having fun. After a while she started to feel out of place. The loud music and people were not exactly her thing, she was grateful that Loki wanted to make her happy, but this raucous gathering is not what she had in mind. She felt the hairs on her neck stand on end. It had felt as if a pair of unseen eyes were watching her every move.  She felt uncomfortable despite the lively atmosphere. Panic started to build in her chest, and she hurried to an unoccupied corner and leaned into it. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, but she could not shake the feeling of being “watched”. 

    Someone took a hold of her wrist, and she looked up. She saw Odin’s smirk looking back at her. The very sight of Him brought her instant relief, she felt safe again. “Odi.. Alden!” She exclaimed in relief. “Little bird you look flustered. Are you alright?” She shook her head “honestly no, I’m not. This feels like it’s too much.” Odin pulled her in close to Him “come with me.” she nodded, and Odin led her to the stairs. They made their way up to the second floor. They passed some kissing couples in the hall as they made their way to a door. “Um what if there are people in there?” she asked. “Worry not, only I can enter this room.” He said as He held up a golden key. He put the key into the lock and opened the door.  

    They went inside, Raven knew that this was the room she had the nightmare in. She shivered at the memory, but Odin’s touch was a reassuring reminder that she was awake. He closed the door behind them, then took Raven by the hand and led her to the bed. He sat her down on it. It felt cool and soft under her. She ran her hand over the top covers as she looked around the room. It looked the same but different from her nightmare. She started to shake. Odin saw her fear and sat down next to her, and He put an arm around her waist and pulled her close to Him. 

    She looked up at Him with fear filled eyes and this concerned Him. “Why the fear, My little bird?” He questioned gently “It’s just… That horrible nightmare I had.” she said quietly. He kissed the top of her head “Raven, as long as you are with me, you will be safe, I promise.” She buried her head in His chest “I know but it felt so real.” Odin felt another presence in the room, an intruding one. He held Raven close to Him. He whispered to her “stay silent Raven, someone else is here.” Raven stiffened and squeezed her eyes shut. Odin scanned the room and in the corner of the room was an odd shadow, He pointed to it and a small orb of light flew from His fingertip and illuminated the shadow. The shadow had a feminine silhouette, it recoiled as if in pain and darted out the window.  

    Odin frowned, the shadow’s presence was familiar somehow, like He knew it. “You may move now, Raven.” He spoke. She brought her face away from His chest and looked up at Him “what was wrong?” He smiled down at her “it was nothing more than a shadow, nothing for you to fret over.” she nodded and reached for His cheek and caressed it. His skin was so soft, she lightly stroked His cheek with her thumb. He leaned in to kiss her and she met Him halfway. He pushed her down on the bed to continue the passionate kissing. He broke away from her “My little bird, would you like a treat?” He said, lust dripped from His every word. She blushed and stuttered out “tr-treat?” He smiled mischievously “Yes, treat. Would you like your Halloween treat now My little bird?” She didn’t know how to respond so she nodded. “Good.” 

    He lifted her dress and began to remove her boots and then her stockings. Raven’s heart pounded like a drum; her whole body felt so warm. He made His way to her panty and started to pull it off and He tossed the undergarment aside. “You are sure to enjoy this, My little bird.” He brought His head down between her thighs, Raven realized what He was going to do and tried to stop Him, but she was too late. She felt His tongue touch her bud and she gasped. She tried to sit up, but the sensation brought her back down. He paused and came back up, “Would you like me to continue with the treat, My little bird?” All she was able to do was nod. He went back and continued to tickle and tease her.  

    The night was filled with a passionate lovemaking between a King and a Raven. A shadow glided across the window and watched the couple make love, then it darted away bouncing over multiple rooftops. Crow, who happened to be standing outside had witnessed the shadow fleeing. In the distance, a cackling could be heard. He looked up at the night sky and asked the person next to him if they also heard that to which they drunkenly responded “Dude, it’s Halloween, it was probably a witch.” 

Light – A Baldr Poem

When you are at your lowest.
When it seems that it is your darkest night, look for Me.

I will be your light in the darkness.
I will be your shining thread.

Grasp it, follow it and I will be waiting at the end.
With My arms open wide, to welcome you home.

I will be the light, when darkness threatens to consume you.
I will be the love that comforts, when sorrow washes over you.
I will be the thread that holds you tight when you fall.
I will be the warmth when the world leaves you cold,

So, look for me when your hope is gone.
Search for that thread that leads you to me.
I will welcome you home with arms open wide